blackbird

blackbirds

very soon they will come
slowly gathering, so resenting
their broken wings coming to be
their sunken eyes coming to see
encroachment. Ah
they sing rising terror in the bright night
aligned and electric, beady-eyed glinting
how they will come, carnivorous
ferreting the fading habitat for flesh
to be found and dissected, excised
in the night, medicinal singing
their songs, precision woven first by reason
passion for incision tears apart, harmonious
singing all about how the blackbirds are coming
a swarming cloud winging in the dead of night
the blackbirds coming
in the dead of night
waiting for their moment to arise

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