small murder in the parking lot

awwww, sorry buddy, I say
to the quite dead crow
on my way into vons.

he’s a black asphalt pancake
now, but i wonder if aliver-him
was there for spice, or
salt. not his fault
everything’s moving
so fast.

..
Written for Poetic Asides

 

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3 Responses to small murder in the parking lot

  1. concisely wry! you always can wrap a poem up in a nutshell

  2. Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
    AH;;;CAW, CAW!

  3. qbit says:

    I love the play on “murder of crows”…

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