funeral by the roadside

circling their dead

cawing a mournful prayer sung 

from their ancient ancestry

twitching head sideway on the cloud

moving slow back to the dead

few begun a burial’s dance and their 

heads bowing in symmetrical sadness

some just observed at the treetops 

singing silent at the fallen comrade

probably the closest started pecking

the wing feathers

Accidentally dismembering both the 

eyes from the socket

before a passing car crashed it twice 

they flew at the treebranches

mimicking borrowed tongue from dog 

barks, coughing old lady, a walkie

talkie radio frank call to goosebump 

baby’s laughter with blank stare


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