full.
full to bursting.
communication complications
what was it that you said about space and time?
you wanted more of both? isn't there enough?
that was then, this is forever.
you promised forever, you promised.
that was then, this is never.
picking up the shed feathers
that landed everywhere in your flight
i've seen your new wings,
large and sepiatoned
they carried you far and fast
this cage is rusted
the one that i call home
my view never changes
with my head caught in the bars
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