falling action

dead black bird
laying electrocuted
in the gutter
prismatic swaths eddy
around tossed feathers
paying respects
along sea-wise pilgrimage

a 50-year heartbreak culminating
fires distress flares
into unconcerned traffic
cruel magic in the lack of impact
insects simply alter their path
or devour the mangled animal

larval writhing
endless cycling
causality steamrolls
onward
in spite

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