Chase (Quill) from 100/100 by Zoe Boekbinder

What a glorious creature you were
don’t worry, you will be once more
I will be gentle with your skin and fur
fill with straw once I’ve emptied your core

I will put braces on both of your wings
pose them stretched out wide
so you can still feel the rush of the wind
forever you can fly

once we get to the top of the bluff
my house won’t be far
its not much but its enough
its small but its all ours

there are many friends for you
creatures of all kinds
years left in life, i have a few
but you will have all time

wait, i hear some squawking slogs
they’re getting closer now
soon we’ll be lost in the fog
where they will never track us down

I’m not sure we’ll beat them there
I feel them closing in
their bulbous noses in the air
your stink thick in the wind

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