Levi Mericle Poet Prose Poetry

I Feed Just To Feed the Beast

I set the feed on platforms
And my feathered friends feast
On thistle and sunflower seeds 
My heart sings as the lark whistles 
A tune of pleasure
The mockery of the mocking bird 
Hoots, cackles and whistles away 
my ears are pleased to listen

But something tears the ground with caution 
Nine lives and a belly of emptiness
He slithers up the tree 
Like a serpant with a wish 
And his prey lying open in the field 
I watch this happen like a pin dropping 
Faster than I can stop
He pounces on the meadowlark
A beast in my backyard And the cries of pain
The cries of terror Are too much for me to bear
He whisks the bird away and feeds on his flesh 
And I feed my friends no more

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