Rook
we seek to cover the sun today
wreak havoc in thermals rising,
we are rook and you are not,
we choose the shadow under our wings.
we are gathering under a harvest moon
we break the back of bird song,
our barks bite deeper than the black crake,
our brotherhood mobs the eagle and the gods.
you are not fit to share our carrion,
our black thorn crowns of
lofty nests,
our beaded eyes as bright as elderberry,
our ragged squadrons draped in night.
we seek to outnumber the daybreak
clatter it to earth with choral empires,
the book of rook is written in the leaves
and cannot be undone by gull or crow.
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