Fabled Angels

I'm not the hero
I never was
nor a songbird cloaked in black

Fabled angels
in our snowy woods
have never left a track

Now I'm free to feel
the presence...
or absence of myself

I'm free to taste
the highway salt
off the long road back to health

Now in your so-called "freedom"
where I am who I am
the me that we've forgotten 
subsides into the din

And so, in wordless melody
My snowstep presses in...
I fold my wings against my spine
and wink a knowing grin

to the hero that I never was
nor will ever be again.

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