|'AHEAD FOR PALE HEIGHTS'From Visual Counterpoint|
If I were a bird I would be an albatross,
Trading the occasional supreme effort of take-off,
And all grace on landing,
For a life spent gliding over the ocean.
If I were an albatross,
I would have placed a curse on my murderers,
Leaving them becalmed,
But I am not a bird,
And I cannot fly,
My murderers go free.
|'TREEMENDOUS FEELING' From Visual Counterpoint|