death according to bird

/ mbrazfieldm
mbrazfield (c) 2020

i alone live with this reflection

the nature in the God and i a mere feather

look around nowhere to bury my exhaustion

i see beyond the bones of time

a hall of mirrors is the water

my wings held hostage by its weight

i carry souls both day and night

whose reflection no longer stares in awe

of the terror underneath our feet

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