Cage ~ National Poetry Month, Day 6

The cage is full
We like to lick the metal
Kiss my knuckles
Hug your knees
Take the concrete
Tuck your wings in
For now, fallen one…

You can see the light
Murky and pink –
Through the keyhole
That’s enough, sometimes.

You can hear the voices
If you press your ear
To the floor.

Don’t speak
Don’t sing
Don’t ever cry

Just hide
Behind your ribs
Just say
It’s all the same
To me.

Shoulder to shoulder
We smell like memories
Of salty sunsets
We taste like hope –
The brightest, dirtiest kind.

We shake our love
On each other
Behind the bars.


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