Backbone. Reach for the front.
Divide the periphery
not
my middle.
You bend my balance.
Backbone. Reach for the ground.
Hold on tight
grow
roots strong.
You keep my frame.
Backbone. Reach for my soul.
Spread vertebra by vertebra
white
wooden wings.
You break me.
Backbone.
Spliced in two
un even
wish
bone.
Rigor of flight
snapped.
Nov 7, 2014
Nov 7, 2014 at 1:26 PM UTC
Backbone. Reach for the front.
Divide the periphery
not
my middle.
You bend my balance.
Backbone. Reach for the ground.
Hold on tight
grow
roots strong.
You keep my frame.
Backbone. Reach for my soul.
Spread vertebra by vertebra
white
wooden wings.
You break me.
Backbone.
Spliced in two
un even
wish
bone.
Rigor of flight
snapped.
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