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I Also Know Why The Caged Bird Sings

I wonder what I’ll regret when I get old . . .


An inclining creeps up

That what I won’t regret

Is all of the nights going out for drinks with friends

Or all of the dates

Or all of the sex


But what I might regret

Is

All

Of

The

Nights

Spent

At home

Alone

Doing nothing

But scrolling through my phone

While watching a meaningless show


And another inclining hits me


That I’ll regret

Working the jobs

That I couldn't stand


Hours

Days

Years

Decades

Just

Pissed away

At a thankless job


I don’t want to stay in my home

Night after night

Going to bed early

And waking up early


I don’t want that life


And yet

It is a pattern

And a comfort

That I’ve fallen into


“Singing songs of his own cage . . .

Will the door hangs open . . .

Daring the canary

To take flight . . .

But

He sits still

On his perch

Embracing

His comfort

In his cage . . .


It’s no wonder his song’s sound so sad.”



-C.H.

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