Wings

birds-yellow-backgronud-photo-nature-flying-hd-wallpaper-jpgMend my clipped wings with

Needle and thread. Focus your careful eyes

So one stitch may tirelessly aligns the other.

Create the tops that were severed

Out of the silver tears that trickle down my cheeks.

Wings of saltwater. Wings of crystal.

Fly far above the crushing weight of water leaking

From the pools beneath my lids.

Deep caverns dug over times of pain

Crackling brooks whose explorations shaped

Veins of horror never to be remade.

Leaks become silk threaded atop so light.

Attached at the severed seam, transformed

To whole wings which my pain takes flight.