Sparrows in my mind <br />Scratching for ort <br />Stirring a host <br />Crowding in my bowels <br />Have the fireflies flown? <br />From a grumbling cavern <br />They fly up to <br />My uptight gullet <br />Pushing up bile <br />Tamped down <br />By peristalsis <br /> <br />Aach, what a sting! <br />But, I wanted to sing<br /><br />Eddie Roa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/but-i-wanted-to-sing/
