Futility

A bird in a cage with clipped wings
I have become an unintended intruder
sweeping sand off a blanket on the desert floor
while running through sprinklers in the pouring rain
to be honest I’m lying
I’ll make amends then make a mess
humble pie on my menu tonight
and unfortunately I’m feeling hungry
I best save room though as
just desserts are sure to follow…

Reviews

[Frank F. Atanacio]

well done,, clever and the word flow is interesting..

[Jade]

Really nice. I love how you break the lines. It gives a kind-of jerky quality to the piece, perfect for the theme.

Very nice job.

Jade