circle dancing by scott jardany lewis

Those two little wings
cooked but still soft
make me wish on a bone
to be a golf ball in your nest
clucking at your bleeding talons
putting the toothpaste on your face
feeling those two little brown eggs in my palms
I will avoid scratching your soil
but I will swallow the yolk if you crack
 
 
Scott Jardany Lewis was born, raised and is living in Sydney. He currently majors in English. He’s featured in Thought Catalog, The Scrambler and amphibi.us.