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Crows feast their eyes
on him.
They smell death.
His thin body is curled into a fist
...

These are strange days.

Outside my window
a laburnum is in bloom
...

They hold you tight.
friends, family
friends of family
smiling grocers
...

4.

In the end
it gets you.
sucks you into its formless
eternity
...

the city paws
at you.
Under the sheath
of darkness
...

in his large eyes
an eclipse
has already begun.
for a brief
...

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manju prasannan pillai works for the Government of India.She is a poet and also a writer on contemporary art.She writes for several newspapers and magazines. She lives in Bangalore, India.)

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The Feast

Crows feast their eyes
on him.
They smell death.
His thin body is curled into a fist
roads roll down like red carpets
cars whizz past.
people pass him by
with a curious glance
too busy to save a hungry life.
I am glad he died,
cried his mother
death must be like heaven,
so soothing.
The crows caw
in agreement.

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