the rest is silence

with wings outstretched

the setting sun can turn a raven blue

feathers tangled in branches that cradle

after that fateful plunge from the sky

black claws let go

throw your head back and laugh

at the fly that eats your eyes
at the maggots in your belly

at the inevitable decay

birds are meant to stay in the sky

but we all are worms in the end.

well, he’s not here though

and i am

palm on my lower back

he pulls me to him to whisper toxins

no one will ever know

i know

i’ll always remember

no

but that second

i feel my sex electric

his hard persuasion against me

bait for sinners

pounding in my breast

more whispers

to get his lips closer to mine

his tongue inside

my hunger is wet

lust he speaks with foreign tongue

i ache for warmth

surrounding me and filling me

i will tell no one

i would tell

i can keep no secrets

no

but in that instant

gratification pulses in my mind

the seed of infidelity

i fondle with the thought

and save it for myself tonight

no

i am a tease for temptation

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Walking home
I saw a baby bird at my feet
Never seeing
Dead.

Without touching
I knew instinctively how he would feel.

No feathers

Fetus.

Wondering time

I thought how long his corpse would stay

Nearing decay

Perish.

Waiting there

I heard a grackle scream in an evergreen

No mother

Mourns.