I.
I watched her rise from a pile of rubble
With wings made of cardboard
Feathers formed from iron and steal
Marred by sullen screws
Remissed
A clunky bird-child excuse for creation
Though something beautiful...
"Where are you going?" I asked
"I can live in trees now..." she said
Grim smile in-tacked
Then I watched her fly upon a delicate branch
A small bird
No bigger than a pebble
Thrown into that vast ocean of sky
But deceitfully heavy there.
As if a man had fallen upon her
Twigs cracked
And maimed bark
The unforgiving tree saw her disappear
Into the cold vastness
Of its erection
II.
She spilled out of the air
From a bowl-full of ASHES
A wing-headed girl
Shaking her feathers with rashness
One eye winking at madness
Singing in the heavy fog of a smarting accent
A song she claimed her mother gave her
Raised to falsetto
With a hint of sadness
Her wings clutched the air like rough hands
And climbed the sky
Toward its peak to stand
"Where are you going?" I asked
"Oh god it’s wonderful to get out!" she said with grin
"And drink too much!"
"And smoke too much!"
"And to love so many goddamn men!"
III.
In her cage
Discovered I
Smokey men with names unrehearsed
In a room full of
A varnished dull black
Labeled " Chimera "
It started with all...
"Someone play the blues"
Vision my tunnel but
Of bare bone skeletal skin wings
Her
Poking swollen stomach
Her
Lion head beneath
Inside tiny eyes
Key on my
Unlock to her open door
Kneel I then and said she
"Nobody warned me about attractive women. Do you think I'm ugly?"
"In a sense no one's beautiful" I said and there,
I Left her
Benjamin Black-Odinma
I watched her rise from a pile of rubble
With wings made of cardboard
Feathers formed from iron and steal
Marred by sullen screws
Remissed
A clunky bird-child excuse for creation
Though something beautiful...
"Where are you going?" I asked
"I can live in trees now..." she said
Grim smile in-tacked
Then I watched her fly upon a delicate branch
A small bird
No bigger than a pebble
Thrown into that vast ocean of sky
But deceitfully heavy there.
As if a man had fallen upon her
Twigs cracked
And maimed bark
The unforgiving tree saw her disappear
Into the cold vastness
Of its erection
II.
She spilled out of the air
From a bowl-full of ASHES
A wing-headed girl
Shaking her feathers with rashness
One eye winking at madness
Singing in the heavy fog of a smarting accent
A song she claimed her mother gave her
Raised to falsetto
With a hint of sadness
Her wings clutched the air like rough hands
And climbed the sky
Toward its peak to stand
"Where are you going?" I asked
"Oh god it’s wonderful to get out!" she said with grin
"And drink too much!"
"And smoke too much!"
"And to love so many goddamn men!"
III.
In her cage
Discovered I
Smokey men with names unrehearsed
In a room full of
A varnished dull black
Labeled " Chimera "
It started with all...
"Someone play the blues"
Vision my tunnel but
Of bare bone skeletal skin wings
Her
Poking swollen stomach
Her
Lion head beneath
Inside tiny eyes
Key on my
Unlock to her open door
Kneel I then and said she
"Nobody warned me about attractive women. Do you think I'm ugly?"
"In a sense no one's beautiful" I said and there,
I Left her
Benjamin Black-Odinma
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