MERBUK
All around a darkness
settled across a hospital compound.
Perched against a starry sky,
a caged songbird sang
her soulful, mellifluous tune.
Although her a capella
carried clearly on the wind
from her lofty psychiatric cell,
few cared to flock
around the window screen.
Through much of the night,
she serenaded the ward
and would-be audience,
not unlike a busker.
On and on she warbled,
unrequited,
as if consoling or contesting
a dark and deep secret
within herself.
Whether the black flame that burned
in her brain was ever expunged,
whether her angelic dove wings
ever carried her home,
I know not.
All I know is what was heard,
a voice soaring far beyond,
free from the walls that held her,
free...
© Breyel, Timm. "Merbuk". All rights reserved.
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