RISING FLOCKS
of PHOENIX FLAMES

Red gened Gaia grieves her Game

Kisses killing
hugs a-hurling
working words
resentment twirling

The Queen a-toxing,
Last Chances foxing,
A Joker out about Red Socking

Hearts a-beating
Beaks a-tweeting
never rest a soul a-seating

Su mi amor no es competing
As hard as mad as one retreating

thriving Hiding heart abiding
A wick striped flame engulfing riding
flames A heart that's writ,
scratched the same flames siding
and prophecies speak,
inked with one name,
one brilliant one thrilliant twig-lighting flame
-a pop! Art Class unconscious claim,
Es Buenos noches just the same