Castle In The Shadows (poetry 2014-present)

Pidgeon in a cage Pidgeon in a cage consumptive underfed and de-conditioned with internal rage too weak to express grieving a powerless feeling far away from the river it's to fly along and deliver at the mercy of an un-empathetic half wit a half asleep and resentful owner incapable un-insightful of the optimal feed to provide and it'll never change and all the pidgeon can do is stockpile away and hang on day by day weary eyed hanging on waiting unto late waiting for the satin clad to open up the gate

There's no time to distribute less energy than time the gas pedal has just enough left for this  sacred rhyme and with that must be selfish and with that must be tame I cannot frolic, relentlessly or burnt out'll be this teeny candle flame For a split second there's guilt there's worry but I must shoo  the mental pest 'til it scurries away There is but precious few days to do what I  must the most ... I want to walk away completely  away, away from reciprocal speech even with my own kind while I'm so unwell it's a breech  of the energy exertions which I must keep at bay So I don't have time I have to say goodbye social with akin was once good but now it's mostly wry  it doesn't mean I don't care it's just that, well I need to do what I love most before I die  So I have to walk away holding the candle with a tiny, flickering flame I have to cu...