I Saw a Bird Named Tuesday

I saw a bird yesterday
and her name was tuesday.
seven strings hang from each her talons
and a vial of blazing green tucked in her beak.
she cawd melodies of iron and torn silk
her vibrant feathers flickering in the sun's shadow.

she seeks something, that bird
and I want her to find it
but sometimes it's my liver
and it's not tuesday.

carry my flames out of here. bring them somewhere.
they mean nothing to all but me,
but they're hot and beloved by all who reaches.

eternity lasts 15 seconds,
my heart will beat 14 times
before it fades to white