You don't need to clip my feathers when I've never known the sky.

I’ll hold your truth ‘neath these rainbow wings
You’ll never see them unfurled

To protect your secret face
I’ll live on the ground

Hunt the morsels you leave behind
And turn skyward in thanks

Supplication

You say this is not what you want
While you tighten my chain

Tell me to breathe
Your fetid exhalations

To stand upright would be too much
To fly a fantasy

My grave will precede yours
Ensure no dirt cakes your skin

And the corpse of my self-worth
Will cushion my own.

You don't need to clip my feathers when I've never known the sky.

Raz Solo

Macquarie Park, Australia

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