Monday, July 20, 2009


old grave's shifted soil
reveals protruding memory bones,
o'keeffe white.

the crow sits,
patient observer --

inspects the buried,
looking for another
morsel of encapsulated time
to suck
and pick clean.

its beak reaches
and the earth's skin
breaks and bleeds anew.

and i watch the carrion bird at work
fascinated and angered by its
natural biological propulsion.

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