They fly around and around and a
-round in the sky, hungry, waiting
for him to die. He goes around and
around and around on the ground,
broken, unfound, wishing he would.
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Prompted by:
http://dversepoets.com/2012/04/07/poetics-new-view-for-you/
ugh…this is sad…there are too many of those broken people walking the earth…just terrible when no hope is left…
you know…there comes a point when dead seems and invitation over the pain…i think of those laying on the battlefield of war….
Very nice perspective from the top contrasting to one below ~
Awwww, poor guy.
This ritual of life and death is stark and unforgiving in its ineluctability. There is the routine of nature that brings to bear a necessity so pure it terrifies in its simplicity.
What is above is like what is below, as the incantation goes–this is excellent use of enjambment, and a clear concept well-executed.