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A Loose Feather Found

I see her feather
Floating like a ship at sea
Sinking through the wind
Falling down to me

And I let it reach the ground
And the villagers pray
They spread vomit over their mouths
Oh unholy day!

And I push through the bushes
They cut me with their thorns
And I finally find a clearing
Where my thoughts can be known

My mother is on a branch
Our eyes meet like lovers
And her voice cracks with a familiar call
"My sweet boy, am I your mother?"

And I take the gun
But she isn't scared
"Death isn't something to fear..."
"It's just a chance to be reborn a new..."
"So if you take me, I will only haunt you"

And I cry, the jungle eats me alive
I want to go home, I see my mother fly
Up and that owl isn't far from here either
Two great birds soaring through canopies of plastic green leaves

And I push her feather down my throat
And I swear I know
The day I die

Oh, girl just take me home

Author notes

Part 8 of The Boy in the Well concept series.

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  • Wanted By You
    December 21, 2007
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    I love it! Can't wait to read the rest!