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Aviary

love is
a bird.
it floats
in the
sky
so gracefully.
you want,
so badly,
for it to
perch on your
shoulder.

love is
many birds
soaring and circling
high above your
head.
without a care
they fly,
or so
it would appear
by the look
of their dance.

some
you will
never
know.
some,
from time
to time,
will rest
on your
finger.

a great many
will perch
upon your
waiting shoulder
with tired wings,
fascinated
by its comfort,
but
you make
a sudden move
to gently
stroke its head
and it will
frantically
flutter away.

yet,
there are a few
who will
make you feel
as though you’ve
captured
beauty.
nestled with you,
they will coo
and
tell you
they will
never
fly away.

it will come
as a sudden
shock
when you feel
the stab
of its beak
digging
through your neck.
it is
your heart
it wants.
not for cherishing,
but
devouring.

so
you must
push it
away,
even when
the thought
of life
without it
kills
you.
but life with it
will kill you
faster.

your hand
shoves it
away
and you
return your gaze
to the sky,
hoping
for a bird
that is
a vegetarian.


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