did they tell you
the feathers are merely ornamental?

that’s to keep you from trying

that's to keep you from flying

grounded
ground into dust

•

did they tell you
you are no bird—

or of course
we need the babies?

need you overfull
weighted down

•

these lies
you must carry

these lies
you must come to terms with

—P.L. Thomas

NOTE: My original poetry will now be posted here, but please find my poetry-only blog here for older poems.