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Northward Bound
Death shadows, furious, frenzied, fought Waiting for this wretched soul to rot They redeemed me, tortured me, ceasing not Crows perch upon my severed breast Picking at the insipid flesh Vultures of glee coo and ratify my rest Love pierces my heart that is dead Maddening my severed head Feeding ones engorged instead Deprived and empty of soul within My ribcage grows bare and thin Eaten away by my own cruel kin Skeleton bare and scorned Fowl breasts of youth unadorned Cascaded in grotesque glory, basked and ever-mourned I fly! Hovering over my body too weak As tears fall down my hungry beak Let me fly north toward winter so bleak! The tears freeze on my cold bones In the dark snow that blackens, I grow old As wind, birds and corpses forever moan Homeward north I fly…I feed I, the coal-beaked corpse still need To roam…to rot…to unremittingly greed I am shadow, vulture, corpse, woman—all in one Feeding on my own meat, enriching everyone Absent of my own skin, the pain has just begun For Justin Bordner's Death Shadow contest
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