Psychic Crow Fight Poem by Patti Masterman

Psychic Crow Fight



The crows are fighting
Amongst themselves
Over who gets to caw
For the dominant squaw
A murder of crows
Walking free
Don't you know

The heretic crows
Will soon proclaim
My prophetic doom
Is preordained

As if dying were
The only matter
The hereafter is waiting
Just over there

As usual, I've got
Nothing to wear.

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