What Flies Above

Seemingly seamless schemes
seep in serenely through white cracks
in wide blue yonder
Pause and ponder a fonder vision
of future landscapes

Possessed with detestable lies
she cries out in the night
No-one ever replies

High overhead beat wings of the grackle
His faculties shackled to spectacular feats of cruelty

Dishevelled spectre
No respect for singular motion
Clamour, commotion

It swoops

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