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Crow's feathers like The exoskeleton Of a long-nose weevil, The color of Mom's grease-stained Pots illuminated in moonlight. They're a mind That's gone dark With a tunnel straight through, Like a billion Ants all piled On- throbbing Can you hear Them ******* Hear them slurping? Those oily wings Writhe in air like bodies Launched from 90-story trade buildings They close their eyes; Sleep forever Bathing in crow's feathers.
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Feb 24, 2021
Feb 24, 2021 at 6:32 PM UTC
Crow's Feathers
Crow's feathers like The exoskeleton Of a long-nose weevil, The color of Mom's grease-stained Pots illuminated in moonlight. They're a mind That's gone dark With a tunnel straight through, Like a billion Ants all piled On- throbbing Can you hear Them ******* Hear them slurping? Those oily wings Writhe in air like bodies Launched from 90-story trade buildings They close their eyes; Sleep forever Bathing in crow's feathers.
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Feb 24, 2021
Feb 24, 2021 at 6:32 PM UTC
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