Migration - Circle Of Dead Children



Like the numb birds that failed to make their migration

Thin flesh, frozen yet dry, has sunken and painted itself to the filthy

bones of its dead host

Dusted in snow kissed by fuel emissions and dog ejaculation

Soil fused to feathers

Soil fused to the body

Less than a statistic... so are we



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