Flight

Yes it’s true

holding on too tight even when they ask you to

causes eels to revert back to nature

and seek to wriggle free

you said

hold me so tight I cannot escape

I found I was

even when I didn’t know it

never good at sharing

imagining you the idol of another

I felt your place was with me

that was wrong wasn’t it?

you were a bird in a cage

I didn’t have the key

it was down your throat

stopping you from singing

and when the storm came

you coughed up all your metal

and turned it on me

I must say

you sounded beautiful

as you flew

far beyond us both