Suicide

[Wildcard]

I like your rhyme scheme and the ending following it. I figured enough of the poem out to know what poems I need to read to try and begin understanding yours (I think.) When time permits I will try to figure this little beauty out and then try and critique once I get a better grasp on what you are trying to do. It certainly seems worth understanding.

I can say that I love the lines:

who panic their wings at such meat

and the great ending three:

the fear of silence, the ignorant dimming,
the hush. A light bulb wanes in its white noose,

and so the soul is jimmied loose.

You make me want to be a better poet, sir.