Vulture
You have shown me
Truly
What it means
To be a vulture amongst mourning doves
To witness pain,
Absolute and final,
And feel only hunger
Gnawing with merciless lust, are we
On the skin
On delicacies uncared for
With no regard for what once was
Only what can now be
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