Wiggie RIP 1982?-2012

Wiggie’s poem

as told to and transcribed by the boychild in 2012

 

Images flow through my head,

orange, red and blue,

Fire flickers, candles burn,

Nothing breaks my love

 

Birds and bones,

Bananas, brooms and hats

They all flicker through my head,

Like the wings of a bat.

 

Dogs, kittens, cats

Don’t fly like bats.

My head extinguishes them

Fire fades and I wake,

To the morning day.