unfinished

I want to wear a bird today
and put on bright red socks
and fly away
to where the cuckoos play
although the ground
around
is full of rocks
the butterflies
who bounce upon the air
as if the breeze
were bouncy houses
all blown up to please
continue
to amuse
my sense of longing
and relieve
the wait I feel
on days when life
comes first and dreams delay...