9/23 "Featherweight"

Are we there yet?
Has the future arrived?
I can't believe the
canvas is blank;
isn't there something more?
A car with silver wheels,
ambrosia on my plate,
a handful of gold dust
blown in my face.
Just a little off
from the real thing;
this caged life.
Can't you let me out?
Such a sunny day,
at the present time
but we all know
how that turns out.

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Ally F.V.