A living scarecrow

05/23/2019

I am here
Where shall I park
Park yourself
In the fields

I find a spot
And tie myself to the cross
(bless me father,
for I sinned...
...cut it out
no hilarity,
this is work)
Early dawn
So glad I got my coat on

I see the sun rising
What an exhilarating scene
Sky exuding
Pastel yellow, orange and blue

Here comes the conspiracy
Or is it murders
I must Google how to
Differentiate between ravens and crows

They perch themselves
Firmly on me
To briefly rest
And steal from the field

This goes on for hours
As they also dutifully
Do their duty
On me

What the hell
With their talons
Digging into
My flesh

They can't tell
I'm real
So they go about
Happily

I'm more scared of them
Rather they of me
Well we all got to
Make do somehow

Today
I was a scarecrow
Who knows, what
Will I be tomorrow