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Aaron E
Poems
Mar 2020
Leaving the Cage
If I were on it, I'd align and live
a day worth the dent,
But if it's obvious or not I sense
created consent.
I try to fabricate a way in which
to break from the grip,
But it's appalling how inactive wings
will stay in the crib.
I see a season peeking in and out of clouds,
twiddle thumbs at my reflection
waiting numb at the direction of the wind
Brittle lungs hope to wrestle the distention
My complexion shows the symptoms
My assumptions were it's manifesting sin
It's the stagnant pool of water
It's a faltering foundation
guiding hands to feed the slaughter
Drawing lines to frame them in.
I make my mirror into butcher,
draw conclusions from the surface,
tunnel deep into the portrait,
judge the avatar as worthless.
We're just lonely little boxes,
on the surface,
if we only see the surface,
but the ocean drowns the treasure
for the divers to uncover
Will the tyrant butcher keep us boxed in cages
dancing superficial cadence
here to languish
never speaking to each other
Or can we assume the seasons feed the roots,
beneath the surface,
seed resurgence of connection,
see a new escape begin.
Stay Connected.
#isolation
#mirror
#cage
#boxes
#surface
#connect
#optimistic
Written by
Aaron E
27/M/West Virginia
(27/M/West Virginia)
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