I heard them calling
Jul 29, 2024
I heard them calling me.
And I joined them, leading
medeep into the woods,
were they gathered to
spent the night.
Why do I suddenly
have wings instead of
arms, black feathers
instead of hair and
a beak instead of a mouth?
Like them, I am perched
on a branch, like them,
I tug my head under my
wings to sleep. I have become
on of them.
Inspired by the FromOneLine prompt “I heard them calling” of July 29th, 2024.
