my dreams without documents fluttering by
sad kites sad kites oh why can't I
on threads of fine silk haul them in
but they get tangled on the moon
while cloud ships fume
and the rooms around me vanish
ah, too soon
oh countries of lost kite
even my vermillion
ever my tangerine
where have they stashed
my icarian dream
the blueprints of the sun.
mary angela douglas 5 march 2018
sad kites sad kites oh why can't I
on threads of fine silk haul them in
but they get tangled on the moon
while cloud ships fume
and the rooms around me vanish
ah, too soon
oh countries of lost kite
even my vermillion
ever my tangerine
where have they stashed
my icarian dream
the blueprints of the sun.
mary angela douglas 5 march 2018
