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clipped wings
The world around me spins.
Beak broken and feathers diminishing.
These wings that once carried me through the sky,
now lay at my side.
Why can’t I fly?
I look up to see the sky painted dusty gray,
The sky that once carried me home.
Those freedoms I used to have,
clipped away.
Why can’t I fly?
Bones shift as I move towards the water bowl.
My talons scrape the cold cardboard.
The weight of death grips me.
I collapse onto the floors of my brown prison.
Why can’t I fly?
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This poem is an ekphrastic poem about the art piece “Disintegration”.
I decided to write about it because when it really spoke to me and I could almost put myself in the shoes of the bird.