Two Black Birds
Two black doves,
were not black before.
Will not spread their wings;
...to fly.
Two black beaks,
days before were orange.
Vomiting the black; - trembling;
faces to the sand.
Two black birds,
writhing in solitude;
...fading away, eyes turning gray;
the oceanographers say they died of poison.
Copyright © Michael Benkhen | Year Posted 2010
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