Feathers For a Catch

By Pseudoubt

On Where Nothing Grows

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You

Break bread as if there were expendable placemats sternum height

Below eye level

Ready to catch crumbs, tears

And other mined resources

Excavated like diamonds or the last piece of coal from a dark, bottomless shaft

Robust

Comets plunging through

Layers of sky Epidermis like in their very nature

Umbilical cord was cut some fate ago

They join in dissonance

Having embarked on their odyssey

Push my carnivorous body to and fro

This appetite is insatiable companion

The

Distance of my vision grows

And brings with it new light to be examined

My interpretations lead me astray

To the beaten but

Feebly treaded path of these malefactors

Overwrought by callousness and ignorance

How do we choose to acknowledge this with a

Heartthrob for an Adam's apple

Picked with utmost care from the best orchard in all the land

Twist and pull

One per day to keep the vacuum on standby

Feathers headed southward seasonally

Needless to say

That whistle sets in motion souls that cannot be for

Given

Turbulent and foreign

They caress the paws that atrophy

With a river surge divider similar to patterns previous

Would a misdemeanor have tipped the scale so suddenly

Nourishment appears in many forms

Wouldn't we be hardly

Justified in expecting each and every one to taste as sweet honeysuckle

The natural scale is top heavy with poison

Not a midnight treat

Looks like you might have to gorge yourself at another location