lost words

©2023 michael raven

everyone loves their
love songs but i
lost all words
for mine, tumbling
out of a samsonite
with broken locks
held together with
duct tape and wire
letters left trailing
behind my train
going no place
in no time at all
by spring i was hollow
so they bound me in
barbed wire
gave me to pasture
for black feathers
who made my heart their

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