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Crows
Don’t get close
Can’t you see them circling
The murder of crows
Black specks drifting on the roiling emotion
Radiating from me
It’s certain they know
The tears coursing down my face
I’m trapped in this place
Smelling the space between
A breath
And my screams
It’s like they are sustained
On everything the space
Contains
Piercing my flesh
Like you
Invading my dreams
Ripping through every resistance
Tenacious and persistent
Hungry for the marrow within
Searching for
Sustenance
under my skin
Plucking and pulling
The resonance of the strings
Oh my heart
Not my heart
The tune pours forth
A pitch only reached
Playing the chords
With the beaks
Stabbing into the breach
Their caws
Transforming
Into a dreadful screech
The pain a muse
The melody
That they consume
Black eyes without remorse
Incandescent feathers
Made darker
With my blood
Strutting on my body
My organ Giving one last thud
My bones
Left In the mud
Don’t get close
The only thing you’ll find here
The corpse
Of hope
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