Her wings atrophied
By a predator’s shadow
A lament in a language
From an extinct age
As if she was a specimen
In a museum’s diorama
In a realm of mannequins
With assembly line dreams
To match the dark shadow
Currently in fashion
Of check-out line magazines
That chronicled the latest trends
That depicted celebrities
In the vestments of priests
Derived from a bible
Whose pages were blank
Was a secret star
That she kept to herself
When the wind would change
And the sky would open again
Richard Schnap is a poet, songwriter and collagist living in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. His poems have most recently appeared locally, nationally and overseas in a variety of print and online publications.
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