Narcissist's Snips
sharp, serrated scissor snips
jagged little feather clips
bold blue and gold fold to the floor
more & more wings strive to grow
torn & shorn, uneven flow
flap & flap, too trapped to fly
upon a dusty floor, they lie
another's scraps, perhaps planned crafts
by crisp snips, my self I deny
Copyright © Juliet Ligon | Year Posted 2025
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