High above clouds
You flew
Radar focusing beneath
In search of prey.
Image fell on screen
One walking in haste His head bowed down
Wondering at
Mismatching arithmetic
At home, at office
Breaking his back
To meet ends both Nebulous mind.
Flare in your eyes
Like a diving bird
Impertinent crash landing.
Sharp claws clung
An ascension with prey
Into unreachable heights
Vanishing into thin blue.
A quill is shed
Life drops dead.
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