imitation of crow (Kafka)
each day i revel
in scavengry;
finding revelation in
anything that glistens
& glosses
you can have
the intangible or the
tangible you can’t
break the wishbone larger
than its parts
chimerism i’ve found
is much the same:
crow eyes & turtleshell
nest on my back
amalgam is the title
that’s been given
here i am, patchwork–
or something worse
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