Feathers on her back
Take the air
Recieve the wind
Like a blow
To jugular so ripe
Feathers stand tall
Upon her working back
Pushing to the clouds
Shoving to the suns
Which one has siezed the day?
Which mood has set the stakes?
Into the sky
Suns or clouds
To clean your eyes away
Feathers do not care
As light as sunlight
Snoops around the bend
TO clean out the clutter
Of darkness in the closet
Of shadow on the windowsill
Feathers on her back
Fray off
Talons sprout
From clammy feet
Sprout like seeds through soil
From the center of the earth
To greet the suns hello
To greet the clouds goodnight
Feathers do not care.