Is a bird flown, wings of stone, really a bird at all?

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


Just like an ant sprayed with formaldehyde,

One can only be honest, lest one runs and hides.

Abandoned by all, dismissed and despised,

Whatever can one do, but be patient and abide?

Get a grip.

Don't slip.

Stay where the soul resides.

...

Signed:

Oliver Vieri-Pignatelli,

involuntary mental health patient,

22/12/2020


Submitted: March 27, 2021

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