I'm a falcon hunting pigeons restless but at ease, I sour the sky and bleed the cloud as my beak pierces and shreds them apart. Sharp claws despair in blood, causeing rapid waves inside the heart, hunger pulses trough body parts
The vacant, hollow, abyss where my hunger resides famished for the jubilant parrot. Tear its wing and rejoice as it plummets, my claws marry its neck as I dance with the wind having secured my meal
only find within my bones, A taste for eating earth and stones,
When I feed, I feed on air, Rocks and coals and
My hunger, gather as you can the bright poison **** Loaves left lying in the mud.
Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 4:53 AM UTC
I'm a falcon hunting pigeons restless but at ease, I sour the sky and bleed the cloud as my beak pierces and shreds them apart. Sharp claws despair in blood, causeing rapid waves inside the heart, hunger pulses trough body parts
The vacant, hollow, abyss where my hunger resides famished for the jubilant parrot. Tear its wing and rejoice as it plummets, my claws marry its neck as I dance with the wind having secured my meal
only find within my bones, A taste for eating earth and stones,
When I feed, I feed on air, Rocks and coals and
My hunger, gather as you can the bright poison **** Loaves left lying in the mud.
Stanza 1&3 Jamie King
Stanza 2&4 Keresse.M