Caged Bird Screams
By: Tyler Ross
In come the strings playing to my heart
No symphony appears, no other melodies
I'm neither here nor far
From the brink of breaking from these tears
A boundless jail cell of stellar memories spilling hope
like our dreams to fly together, forever
now ending in fear from clipped wings.
My coat is blue and core is bursting in two
An alka seltzer submitted sparked fuse
A squawking frustrated lonely abuse
Hunger pains for her sun’s rays
Melancholy’s tune, a loss sputtering out of control
Falling and swallowing the cold, but forever in love
this cage bird still sings…
Boom!
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I love the way this piece accelerates upon listless energy as it speeds toward it's own destruction. Filled, of course, with brilliant metaphors that cary the unique trademark of it's passionate author.
ReplyDeleteI love you Nicole! Thank you for always being such a fantastic supporter, for your loving words, and for giving me such a substantial critique at times.
ReplyDelete<3 "ZID" Tyler