Out in the open, in the glare of midday
Jul 11, 2021
A crow’s eye
Bulging black marble
Shining swollen
Above a gaping beak
Baking in its feathers
Showing streaks
Of crazed dying
Like the shadows
Of an atomic blast
I watched the fury
Frying in the bend
Of its neck as
My neck burned
Pink unseen
Like the sunset
In fire season