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:: Thursday, July 07, 2005 ::

The crows, or were they ravens, were monstrous and swift,
hunched and ragged inside bark shadows,
twisting and giggling above sad schoolchildren
and angry rodents

Shapeless souls with metal feet
doze despite the shrill winter white.
Cushioned upon cleaved hearts
pouring black blood and crying
about yellow eyes that scan

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