#1054848 added August 30, 2023 at 7:00am Restrictions: None
El Condor Pasa
El Condor Pasa
How Kafka-esque to feel this way,
metamorphosis will have its day,
my hands are changing into claws
and though the future gives me pause,
consider too that I’ll have flight
to lift me to a soaring height,
and there to drift upon my feathers,
so free of earth and care forever.
Line count: 8
Rhyming couplets
For Express It In Eight, 08.30.23
Prompt: As per illustration.
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