Facebook Status – August 09, 2013 at 11:09AM

Mocking Bird

bristled
bent feathers
gray-grimed broken bird

eye turned to the sky

claw and beak
scratching dried worms
a rancid feast

and she looks to the sky

flit-flap
the tattoo of pain-dancing
on searing tar

and she sings “I was born for the sky”

mock freedom
flying on crushed wings
mocks the sky

mocks us all

by David Cohen

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