poetry Writing

Poetry maybe.  #10

soapbox available on a temporary basis

chanting and pacing like a

felon in a rusty birdcage.

it’s a challenge to have

affordable medical

content for all of our baby birds

cynical eyes

on

predatory beings.

We can’t hurt their

precious feelings

in the gilded aviary.

They will secretly

lock up all provisions

and fly away with the key.

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