Fledge

somewhere down the line

i was humbled by the fruits of my labor

and so my hunger quieted down

as i settled into my peaceful life

although parts of the record skipped

and my vhs tapes couldn't roll back

I let go of the past and began new endeavors

so i looked away from a tiny pixelated screen

and brought out a notebook to write it all away

trying not to think hard about the words that i put down

but rather let it pour out of the ink 

from the pen with the energy i feel in my skin

and let a sound travel from the living room i sit in 

where only the birds in the pine trees

can hear me sing 

until it's time to leave the nest 

and as I watch them take their 

first flight

I opened my wings too