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But Where Will They Live?

by Aaron Blair

You never loved me, but you needed me,
graceless form, but solid function,
a stiffened spine to wrap your life around,
the unbent shoulders holding up your silly world.
Now I revel in all the ways you are unable to break me,
the hollow thud your skull makes ramming into
the brick wall of my unshakeable resolve.
I loved you, but I never needed you.
I’m not fool enough to build an anchor with feathers,
to pluck the brightest bird down from the sky
and set him upon the sea of tears I’ve already cried
in anticipation of the way he will drown.
Now you revel in your freedom, the wind that carries you,
while I stand still on the ground below,
watching you grow smaller until you disappear.

09/18/2012

Author's Note: A bird may love a fish, but where will they live?

Posted on 09/18/2012
Copyright © 2024 Aaron Blair

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Dane Campbell on 09/19/12 at 09:22 PM

Beautiful.

Posted by David Maurice on 12/20/12 at 01:41 AM

The sky loves the sun The rain leaves the sky The flower loves the rain The flower loves the sun The flower needs the rain The flower needs the sun The sky needs nothing.

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