Opera

Eyes lean and hungry Gaze deep into the skull Of night.   A crow with dusty wings Flies into a blood-soaked opera Of worms and insects. The reaper shuns all light. Soon, swooping wings And a dagger beak Cuts through tainted flesh. The music stops And insects scatter The less fortunate Are stabbed and killed. […]

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Grey Wind

The grey wind

breathes on your neck.

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