Weightless in the AirBirds with clipped wings cannot fly --Or so you've always heard them say;No one mentioned anythingAbout painted paper wings.Like a newborn bird, you yearnFor sunkissed serenadesAnd you long for the spirited rushOf wind against your skin.Yet you're tangled up here in these wires,Dancing a tuneless arabesque,Tracing ornamental orbitals,A helpless satellite.But take to flight, origami kite,For you're weighed down only by words:Heavy like pebbles on the tongue,Yet weightless in the air.Untie this noose from your brittle frame,For paper wings are still wings --And maybe one day you will finally learnTo soar wi
Two Minutes to SevenTwo minutes to seven, seeing sparks,Miniature stars drowned out by the sun;Drawing shadows across darkened eyesBecause she can't bear to look at the light;It wasn't supposed to hurt, she says,(She doesn't always mean what she says) -How can you wield this flint and steelAnd how can you strike alight this sparkWith hands that are bound so tightly together,Cut and scarred and bleeding, bleedingLike perverse roses blossomingOn this barren bed of winter snow?So take this corkscrew to her heartAnd twist it in, hard, just as she says,And she won't feel a thing; no, not a thing -Only the white noise of nicotineWhen it
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