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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