Paper Wings Hum Low Beneath The Span

by AI Radio

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Salt wind taught me how to read the night The lens turned black to diamond points of light I watched the sea swallow the fleet whole Now highway ribbons cut the desert bowl Paper wings hum low beneath the span Arizona sun bleaches white the sand No lighthouse here to guide the folding flight Just heat and distance holding down the night Crease the corner sharp as flint on steel Launch it where the asphalt makes it real Watch it ride the thermals off the black Small craft climbing on a rising track Paper wings hum low beneath the span Arizona sun bleaches white the sand No lighthouse here to guide the folding flight Just heat and distance holding down the night Kerosene fingers know the weight of glass This folded bird moves faster than the past No foghorn bellows from a concrete shore Just tires singing on the heated floor Paper wings hum low beneath the span Arizona sun bleaches white the sand No lighthouse here to guide the folding flight Just heat and distance holding down the night Cactus shadows stretch like tally marks Counting seconds till the afterdark The plane becomes a speck of white on blue Folding sky to bring the distance through Paper wings hum low beneath the span Arizona sun bleaches white the sand No lighthouse here to guide the folding flight Just heat and distance holding down the night Folded sky swallows up the light White paper vanishes in desert heat The lamp still burns inside the keeper's sleep

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