Monday, September 3, 2018

Suicidal Sacrifice

Today
I was driving, 
those winding roads, 
up and down
around and around,
I hit a bird
a red bird
I felt the thump
my heart got sick...
I looked and saw
bent feathers, flipping and flipping
not alive, not dead
a once beautiful red bird
food now, for another
suicidal sacrifice
A stab to the heart...
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