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"Quiet Birds" by Clive Gresswell

the birds are quiet today
passion spent by the night-calling
outrageous creatures
vested in the black arts
hide themselves in hovels
and the birds are quiet today.

The birds are fucking quiet
fucking today
speaking only occasionally
in their simple language
they invaded your dreams
where Anne Frank met Frankenstein
and the birds are quiet today.

The birds are quiet today
Amid the forest of the damned
Wherein haunt the ectoplasms
Of a crushed human spirit
Long ago and far away
Turning the leaf of another book
Inscribed by nazi warmongers
Plus their handful of poems.

And the birds are fucking quiet
Fucking today
Over the tracks
Still awaiting the last
Whistle of the secret train.
And the birds are quiet today.