Vulture Angel

that last step, veins protruding under the skin, the other imperfections and these eyes, eyes of distance. flaky is the word for the skin, brittle. not good, evokes the time implacable. it is always destruction that rushes forward. skin, in this case bark ex-house. that last step, the color seems gray, but it is a condition. something that would be solemn in books, but totally brutal in reality, because touched conveys sense of end. only scales and damaged skin, the emissaries of never arrive, huge black wings that darken the day. the last step is a vulture who sing.