Giving Me Wings by The Frames

feathers

i traipse   through the wind
like

a bird, and settle
on

your nest.
i find it, and

all the little eggs,
dark shells

like freckles

and  tiffany blue flecks
like

tiny little marbles.

from (the way you stare), it
appears i've

landed

just in time.
the wings flutter    as

i drop like superman      out of the sky,
and

realize
that time is
just

a bag of eggs,
soft and lonely,
in

a tree...