Poetry / The Do Nothing Technique

The Do Nothing Technique

Give them your hollow bones when they ask

Draw them out from between muscles and nerves

Let them suck and drain the marrow just to fill your bones up with cement

And whittle you down to a number on a scale

Heavy with gravely concrete

Let them clip the primary feathers on your wings

Tear and pluck at your functionality

Plumage scattered on the ground to keep you sitting pretty,

Flightless on the ground

 

Give them your hollow bones when they ask

It’s easier to pretend you have no choice

It gives you an excuse for why you do not fly away