Somewhere In the North

somewhere in the north snow lies at your feet the avifauna still gather upon the roof where you would scatter crumbs for them, our broken bread mumbling about a one loaf love i am having tequila for breakfast the parrots argue over my scrambled eggs we are all cannibals here we are survivors the jungle and i we have come to terms and one of those is somewhere in the north snow lies at your feet San Blas 92 The Patient Stones