The Magpie

The tinfoiled river jostled coursed towards
The rubbish man cleaning the shadow of the sun
Black white chested black faced hooded man
The beaked mouth proudly balanced above
The walking man without thought none
The eyes watched from inside nature
Nature moved like the land doesn't move
And river doesn't move and the water
Doesn't move

The man walked to the end of the world
And hung up his hat or
The end kept coming for the fun


Sept 2010