little island things

Date: 11/1/2021

when you wander this distant island, you’ll see things that man has never dreamed you’ll see purple-feathered friends whizzing through faded grass in the cool and shadowed underside of the blooming canopy and you’ll hear jackals that cackle windy songs through the heat of afternoon and into the volcanic lightless night and when you walk in tow with me upon the faded sandy hills and the black obsidian shores fear not the smoky monster’s roar long as the purple bird still scratches the earth, with eggs resting ‘neath her wings, and the jackal still laughs his somber song, we’ll live to wander another wonder