Crow

spread your arms into the air
breathe

and be poisoned

is it all in their eyes
that i am not what i should be
call the crow's bluff
it feeds on bodies
that are already dead

there is nothing good here
no reason to wait for something good to come

how can we be alive
if we consume the dead
in a race to be perfect
before the sun falls forever

lick the plate clean
and eat it too

February 8, 2003