Broken Bird Cage
Rust, rust, singed bars, blue-grey smoke
Curling skywards, flames licking the remnants,
Carnage of wood and metal; Burnt cloth,
Tattered white, a flag of surrender not
Followed; gunshots fired at no one, at
Nothing, singled out with a lead pill,
Right through the heart, blood coursing,
Bloodied lips, crimson snowflakes upon
The cheeks, a whisper of forgotten love,
Dripping from sealed gates of silence.
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