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Sunday

Vulture

Some say
life is about
taking risks.

Risk sometimes
crystallizes.

On a dizzy cliff.

The involuntary
somersault
into nothingness.

Down below,
the body hits rock
with a thud
that stills all else.

I feast on the remains.

~

4 comments:

  1. Wow! Such a gripping poem.

    Which font, the cursive one or the one the poem is written in?

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  2. simple lines,

    superb imagery.
    wow.

    Happy Thanksgiving.

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  3. feast on the remnants, almost sounds like cannibalism. YIKES

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  4. Zongrik,
    First: I have used the word 'remains', not 'remnants'.
    Two: 'remnants' don't mean cannibalism :) Cannibals are those who eat their own kind. Vultures eat the carrion of any animal.

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