Lifting Helicopters

Azure sky bleeds

With grey coal

Steam and white

Doves milk and

This sky mariner

Has holes he

Cant plug and

Weights all day

And lifts all day

And drags all day

And a wet thrust

Into azure sky

I hope to give

But the green

Hairs of earth

Blow and share

Aches and whispers

And I remain

In silver chill.