11-5 They Already Ate The Children

Have you ever met a hangover Raven?

gorged, bulging, bellies, constantly hungered?
Let me show you mine...

Oh look, they already ate the children,
you can see a few pieces, scraps, afterbirth,
slimed to their beaks, left, still dripping,

they already ate the children,

you whisper, horrified, yet fascinated,

stepping closer, to peer between the cages,

at these, mad-eyed, vein-popping- Croakers.

Crimeny, one is eyeing  you, black scales, shedding

falling to pieces, cracking, tickling the pavement, crackling,

talons dragging, ink trailing in drops,

they already ate the children,

you lean in, drawn to the  one hollowed out single eye,

woven grey sinew, and thread, 

black, and black, and black, and

You cover your mouth. The smell. Holding your breath.

black, and black, and black, and…

you forget,

they already ate the children.