Carrion Poem by David Stern

Carrion



I can see a vulture
circling above my head
I can hear a hyena
laughing behind my back
I can feel a beetle
working under my feet
I can spy a crow
waiting for my eyes
My decaying carcass
They can smell very well

Sunday, June 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: lament,love,sorrow
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Written on Jan 20,2016. From 'Post Mortem'
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