Les Oiseaux Cannibaux Poem by Armadillo Poet

{memento mori,
memento...
flight}

recollect
your thoughts,
after squeaks,
after squawks,
after,
songs;

songs that
they sing out of
feathers, borrowed from their
pass-ed lovers.

They're lawyers
litigating __________
prescribing
Lazarus-flesh

laser-vicious
acierate

'eat-the-newborn-resurrected dead,
eat!
you newborn-resurrected death! '

Their wings,
black but sweet, fright:

They're claws
blue at
me,