black-swooping over a land of no ice
I will reincarnate as a corvid
(don't know what kind nature will provide)
I will fly and see your body lying bloated
I will alight and eat your eyes
in compassion I will feed and they will be gone
no one will ever again see as you did
did you hide in a bunkered place?
that lasted you for years the door too thick for pounding
then you died and got thrown out,
a body will smell up a dead place fast
and there it lies outside
nothing particular about eyes
just easiest to pull out, skin is tougher
did you die innocent outside?
poor soul none of us are innocent
you scrabbled then your kids killed you
after all you cursed their lives first
and they left you uncovered
nothing particular really about how we see
all of us saw the world the same way
only one life is pledged though
being a corvid doesn't seem bad
but only one life to remove this way of seeing
then go on and let it go, let it rot in the heat
and fly and see something else at last