Birdy
A sheathe formed. A thick layer of sealing, closing away certain information, feelings and happenings.
His passing is protected. Sheltered from lurkers, underhand readers like you, sisters, brothers, everyone.
You can’t reach me, and by that, you can’t reach him either.
You are not welcome here. This is a place of purity.
Leave.
— under the light: protection
May 27th, 2022
