I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library- Jorge Borges

Friday, 10 September 2010

The Bird

He had noble hair
And a mustache that spoke experience.
He wore clothes that ruled with smartness
And a smile that spread unforced.
With eyes that harvested both light and truth,
I knew he’d never want me.
So I took his bird in

[Artwork by Ki Yoong]

1 comment:

  1. Ai ya! What does this poem mean?!! Explain! Fantastic anyway in a dark way - did your bro do these drawings too?