Dear Joni Mitchell ~ 2 {Black Bird Excerpt}

by - November 7, 2015

Dear Joni Mitchell,

If you read my tea leaf prophesy you would see that I am nothing but an angel made of tin. I gave all my pretty years to the things of childhood and I am not even a straw-flower now. I watch the sun set but I never see it rise because morning frightens me. I am made of night and the black devours me and I forget that love is exactly like hate. I am only blonde because heaven thought it would be ironic. You are my only truth and I hold to it as my creed. Everyone hates. And they do it in the name of heaven. I hate love and love hate. And I do it in the name of you.

Your Lady of the Canyon,
    Peri Mitena

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