i glimpsed a bird in your throat the wink of an albatross that i would prefer to meet
please tell me its painful name that bird is in your eyes and it flies south i swear
as you try to speak through rib-less wings your grin stretched by the span of the tips
a grimace torn horned bones crimson brittle barbed through your lips i'll untie
her from your neck now send frozen breath to gnaw the pain but tell me - that
bird - i need to know her name i have at last grasped the dance we will not need
for that i am not sad i have brushed up on my albatross heed this i want to
know the name shall i set her free or shall i feast your courage is mine it soars in
me it makes me fly so let the big wings go for now until they need to rest and i
a perch will whisper when the carnage is over when grace arrives but now i feed
her the spikes from your lips and your tongue from where their blood is wrung
when an albatross first returns to the colony it will dance with many partners, but after a number of years the number of birds an individual will interact with drops, until one partner is chosen and a pair is formed. they then continue to perfect an individual language that will eventually be unique to them only. having established a pair bond that will last for life, however, most of that dance will never be used again. how sad it that?
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'albatross' is a painting by bulgarian artist, georgi dimitrov
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i am so saddened by the death of chester bennington of linkin park.
