Tuesday, November 18, 2014

wide wings cover the sun


red eyes peer down

over the human landscape

without mercy

without any particular violence


as if power assured

this apparition could afford

its diffidence

as it scoped out its next intended


supplicant

a useless sacrifice in the growing shadow

swallowing all the ground under its advance

unstoppable as any sunset or moonrise


wide wings folding in the night





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