a bird in a cage only desires one thing

a bird.
a bird in a cage
thrashing against the metal bars
losing feathers to the whistling wind wiping its wings,
and staminia breaking down with the brueses
along its fist sized body
i am a bird.
i am a bird in a cage
thrashing against the limits of my mind
tangled in lost feathers that float up in gusts of wind
and blind my sight from daylight peeking though the bars
casting shadows on my heart in the shape of
a bird.
a bird in a cage
thrashing against the metal bars
begging for its nature to be its only state.

to be set free, is all a battered bird desires.

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