Days In The Blackberries Field R115
She wears her wings like a punishment.
For careless she’s ordinary
but her shoes are full of stones.
She needs no attention
just a piece of space
to spread her wings
and talk with
those who see,
who wear their wings
as a punishment
and gift at the same time.
those who wears weights in their soles
but still know how to spread their wings
and fly above everyday’s numbness.