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the meal

upon the
backward benches
sit a flock of
hungry hawks
awaiting death upon the field
the
victims
are
unreal

then swooping down to
break the backs
of dull humanity
the pride of hunger’s satisfied-
the
blood
and bones
and flesh

until disgustingly vomit
the guts of that they
ate and
roll their death black feathers in
the
silent
flesh
of prey



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