The Way I Feel Today.....

Georgia O'Keefe found beauty in dead things.

I stared and looked and could not even distinguish this as a bird that once had wings;
Took flight,
soared overhead,
saw the world objectively,
finding places to nest and pass through.
Now,
there is no repair for this bird.

I look in the mirror and see
a headless corpse,
broken wings,
twisted legs,
a hole where a heart was.
The remnants of nesting, resting and
objectivity;

There is no beauty in dead things.
there is no repair for this bird.
 - m