Skywards
A broken egg on the pavement
Speckled shell on a speckled path
And the blue inside
A light sky blue tint
A sky waiting to be filled by the bird
The skeleton mingling with the dust and grease and concrete dust
Instead of flying.
Copyright © Stuart Ackerman | Year Posted 2015
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