I scrawled Song Birds across the blue  
  stuck the sticky note to my wall.  
  Needed to remember  
  there was a time people cut out  
  the tongues of Song Birds  
  to eat them as delicacies.  
  That afternoon I went outside  
  and thousands of Song Birds  
  filled the Rosscarrock sky.  
  I cried a song of remorse.
"Autopsy of a Turvy World" - Autopsy of a Turvy World (2008)























