today I saw a bird with red ribbon wings. it flew past me as I drove by, I never had the chance to stop and say hello, I never got the chance to stop and let it know, I loved its crimson wings and the way it stops to stare, out into the nothingness that was never really there, the way its stops to listen to the whit noise in the air..... it makes me sort of wonder is there anything at all, I hear the white noise too and the nothingness thats there, I feel the sun as she dose and I feel the wind there too. oh we do the same damn thing so god it isn't fare, that she gets to fly with beautiful wings, and over my house she swooped on by telling m