Littlebird and Jatterbird Spirits Have Left Her

She sat noble in the square
Amazement of fame died down
Licking her blood
Spit from the fire
Tongue on the jazz of her cunt
Littlebird or Jatterbird sung words from 
   the trees to amaze her
Nothing she sung back - finally
A peaceful haze across her mind
Relenting peace - toughness on the heart chakra
Wind across hair swept clean
A sign of a weave of smoke
Littlebird and Jatterbird sighed 
   within her - her invisible spirits
   she left htem
Pour a glass of clean water
   cold arctic galactic iceberg ice
   for her noble self
No tired eyes only lighthearted blame
   within her wiped to a single set of tears
    from them
Blue lake for blue chalk says "lovely"
White irises, hazel face, sober look
Beautiful to someone
Hot woman
Hot blaze beyond her feet
Clear white bold ice lived
Sun moving for her
For solace of mind
Jears of wet frame
Fire of war battle - and her pay!
Her womb goes crazy
For no other than herself
And who is my man with wet juice on their
   finger like butter from her hole
No moles except like when she was
Lucifer's daughter
Sigh
Yawn
Of light it is for the Littlebird
    or Jatterbird spirits to rise
    beyond the ocean
    beyond earth
    off to Tokyo beyond
    Galteria
Alien shush, demon shush, angel shush
God - breath, wink, fly me across the brittle parts of life.