Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 25,664 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

For Every Corpse There Is A Vulture - Poem by Mark Heathcote

For every corpse there is a vulture
For every knife there is a loaf waiting butter
For every cup there is a mouth to drink
For every churn there is some buttermilk
For every plate there is a stomach need eat
For every spoon there is a pot of honey
For every growl there is an empty tummy
For every fork there is a morsel of meat
For every corpse there is a vulture.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 1, 2015


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