Canary Cage

sun clots and lemon lollipops,
drippin’ buttered popcorn
all over a jaundice
tongue

and liver’s ne’er been
this thirsty for
a piss.

i’m a tweety cage
canary,

and i carry my bird songs
thick as honeyed
amber

tucked ‘neath sagging sling
of daffodil’s wing now
golden black with
cancer
.

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image: https://fineartamerica.com/featured/black-birds-singing-in-a-yellow-sky-dana-outlaw.html

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