Feathers!
©April 21st, 2018
By Vijaya Sundaram
Floating all around,
Like dissolving hopes,
Like Death’s joke,
On birds long gone;
Settling without a sound,
Attaching themselves
To clothes and hair,
Ready to choke life
Out of the living;
Bursting from a cushion
From a manic male fox’s
Wild depredations in the living room
Of dysfunctional humans,
Anarchy in full bloom,
In full plume;
Floating and falling,
Soundless ghosts of birds
Long gone, killed for comfort.
Blooming like madness in a mind
Stricken with fear and loathing,
Lost in a fog of dissolution
Emerging from a cloud of mayhem.
And foxes at the center of it all
Pure anarchy! Pure lust! Pure abandon!
Chaos breeds chaos breeds chaos!
This is fox country! Down with humans!
And they will slip in feathers and fall in blood,
And they will run and face a new dawn
A dawn wherein borders are re-drawn
And walls come tumbling down.
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Inspired, again, by First Love is The Revolution by Rita Kalnejais