while the bird sits
perched high upon the branches
he looks down to see how far he has come
the site
where he perches is fragile
and at any point he can fall
back
to where he was thrown, coldly and
without remorse
if only he remembered that he had wings
this entire time
represented in silence_
distanced not forgotten
to her i turn away
to each their own
was always a little selfish
the time was now
your hand in mine
the deafening silence
and headlights dim
which oddly enough
put a spotlight on each tear
‘make your decision’
each subsequent second, our souls sifted into the abyss
vulnerable and pure i sat
lord, please
don’t make me choose
it was beautiful
it was scary
'lets get you home’
the night ate us alive
and crossroads were paved over
had i said that
it arrived on his doorstep
the bell sparked wonder
as it laid on the mat
‘welcome’
eyes darting to and fro
from the way
it glistened in the sun’s rays
to the label with his name
he brought it inside
laid it gently in the closet
and shut the doors behind
him
amid the chaos _
rekindles order.
among the people _
reignites chasms.