Daily missive for Friday the 27th of December.~by Peter Forster

 

 

Daily missive for Friday the 27th of December.

Out of the sky
A flutter of tail feathers
A last song
Sighing
Unbreak me
Blood smeared pane
Never saw it coming
The reflection is me
Bearing no resemblance
To Icarus
Waxen features
Will not melt
Though they surely will
Decompose
At a funereal pace
Pity my body
Piece it back together
Un-fly me
Rectify faulty guidance
Unify splinters
Educate blindspots
Elucidate the difference
Between clean air
Free from obstruction
And an impenetrably
Sound barrier
Equally
Invisible to the
Frequent flier
As well as to the
Innocent abroad
Mind the glass
It is a window
On the world
And it is closed