I look above;
Tiny metallic wings
Spread wide
Against the infinite blue
Soundless, soaring
Higher than than the tired
Flapping wings.
I wonder
Where you’ll rest your feet.
I wonder
If we’ll ever meet.
Will you be the one
To welcome me
To the groundless existence
In the safety of your chambers
Turning giants to ants
Demarcating the vastless ocean
Letting me look down on skyscrapers
Letting me look in the eye of the clouds.
I wonder.
I wonder if you’ll be the one
To displace me
From this morbid land
Where loud metallic wings
Hurry their way
To keep us still.
Jacksombre 