Trying to fly…

with a broken wing.

Flapping one wing

vainly incessant

in exhausting futility.

After a while of this

to just lay here motionless

seems to ease the pain.

Perhaps you will fly down

scoop me up to safety.

Help heal the broken parts,

while the rest of the world,

that doesn’t really matter,

soaring far above me,

in necessity moves on.

Naturally too absorbed

in  minutia

to take notice

of a broken soul.

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