I miss Kora.

I miss Kora.

Give me wings

Oh how I would fly

Dancing through the air

Coordinated in movement

A mockery of

Synchronised divers

Dipping as one

Noses pinched closed

Feigning a smile

Starlings twist

Murmuring in flight

Defying gravity

Locked together

In front of a murderous row

Of black capped

Hitchcockian crows

Dipping their heads

Cawing in delight

At the display

Passing judgement

With a ruffle of feathers

Tipping the wink

Giving an evil eye

It will happen one day

Floating off this bed

The pain of past deeds

Rancid in disease

Stripped of context

Every breeze

Has the power to transport me

Into a paradise

Of mine own making

Even for a moment

Float me weightless

Lift me

Up unto the sky

Close my eyes

Rest a penny heads up

And with a whisper

I will be gone.