Featherless Angels
Lost in thought
A window’s edge
A light breeze there did caress
Whispering not of
Booming birds
But of angels featherless
So now when I pray
Beneath these bars
My broken skull I press
I pray not to
Boasting bloated birds
But to angels featherless
Copyright © Mat Ignacio | Year Posted 2023
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