Paroles de Stalled

the giant of Illinois died from a blister on his toe after walking all day throughthe first winter's snow throwing bits of stale breadto the last speckled doves he never even felt his shoe full of blood delirious with pain, his bedroom walls began to glow and he felt himself soaring up through falling snow and the sky was a woman's arms the sky was a woman's arms a boy with a club foot had sat next to him in school once upon a summer's daythey went wandering through the woods they spotted a sleeping swan on the banks of a muddy stream and they stormed it with rockstill it collapsed in the reeds they lay out on a green lawn full of choclate and lemonade but under the blue bowl the giant was afraid because the sky was a woman's arms the sky was a woman's arms