Spend a day imagining two wings upon your back
Your stride becomes a flight unseen over each sidewalk crack
Feathers rustle in the breeze, tawny or maybe black
Draw them close, for in a crowd, you'll jostle someone's pack.
The sky's a deeper blue, you see, or maybe a clear white
But everything's a story now, in your unfettered sight
Each moment art divine indeed, crystalline and bright
The edges softer, somehow sharper, memorized in light
No one spots the difference, at home or school or work
It hides in thought, in eyes unfocused or a subtle smirk
The trick is that they're real, behind each shoulder see them lurk,
A secret joy, free to all with just a simple quirk
The unhinged mind swings free of all entrapment but your own
Craft your shape amusingly to please sir boredom's groan
Let reason dance with chaos now, it's easy as I've shown,
Mastery takes but a breath, for you've already flown.
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