The Blackened Air

Oh, my stars You should＇ve seen it From the sky A piece of ice fell On the walk Where pigeons gather At the time They all departed Sinking slow The late sun found it I kept still I did not touch it Oh, my stars You should＇ve seen it In the den While

Lay down in that empty shed And I will make a lovely bed Half across the moon so bright Hangs a circle black as night I can see the stars above I can give it all up Up to you All for you Dirty hands and dirty feet And all and on our holding knees Hol

You're leagues across a room The lighting's so dim I hardly see You're talking and waiting for me You're getting much smaller as you speak You're pulling out your hair for nothing What you say to me rings clear I'm growing so big, so dumb and blind I

Run, all you big dogs Chase me round the green grass Burn all your little houses Down to their shadows In howling flames For nights we stared Biting at the blackened air Quiet, all you smoke dogs Snarling at the willows Fighting in the leaves Tearing

Ugly Face By Nina Nastasia Ugly face Don't ever make it again It's making me limp In a wider space I never noticed The sharp turns that it takes Careless mouth Doesn't deserve all the rhymes That come tumbling out It should starve itself I want you I