Rhapsody In Grackle Poem by L.S. Klatt
Rhapsody In Grackle
Like a piano hinge
the door of his belly swings
he titters
a pinecone hemorrhages
The bomb goes dumb
& he can't steer it
nor can caw emancipate the good seed
all he can foresee is sequin
or sentinel
The weeping bombardier woos
his propaganda
the notes he puffs can't sing straight
another hellfire cone
another iridescence of grey light
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