Freed Bird
Let the bird go
Will the world see what’s coming
The last work of this visual
Not all questions will have answers
Like pages reshuffled in a book
I’m always here though
Just trying so hard to level up
Hopefully the freed bird sees me
Seeking to avoid the void
Between word and this world
Whence comes poetic silence
Is this what it takes
To fall out of love
© 2024 emmett wheatfall
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