He Today

he today is split fruit
knowledge opened to rough tongues
a muse unseated during his reign

hewn from dark corners his hands
raise marbled statues of men
no wind shall stir these wings

no storm shall break a feather free
and nesting
beneath their glory
we find ourselves hungry

but unafraid

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