04-22-2023, 01:45 AM
Last Rites
A cluster of vultures
wait to take turns,
upon our cat’s carcass
at the side of the road.
They shift and they flap,
rip at unfeeling flesh,
leap away to make room
for each worshipping guest.
A black mass in honor
of death and their hunger,
a type of last rites
until their next supper.
A cluster of vultures
wait to take turns,
upon our cat’s carcass
at the side of the road.
They shift and they flap,
rip at unfeeling flesh,
leap away to make room
for each worshipping guest.
A black mass in honor
of death and their hunger,
a type of last rites
until their next supper.