You killed the birds.
Not, who killed the birds?
One on top of the other,
One grieving, one fallen.
Your fake cries said all
Wasn’t good enough to have a survivor
You smothered him too
Did you squeeze them gently to sleep?
Perhaps sonically you penetrated
Your face contorted
You screamed STOP IT!
I can’t stand that noise!
I saw you then
You know I saw you then
I saw your anger, I saw your hate
It was dark, and I missed this the first time
You killed those birds
A blood sacrifice, to raise the knife
To you and I
Gathered your courage
Garnered your strength
You organized me
Like I couldn’t see
Neatly, timely, orderly,
When you gave an empty hug to my child
When he set fire to the towel
Your face contorted
He said, I can smell her death
I saw you then
You are so nice on the surface
But your hate runs deep
From lens of your eyes
Project onto the movie screen called me
I listened to your words I heard all your lyrics
Dark and hollow
Black magic to kill tomorrow
You killed those birds
I know you killed one in my presence
You killed the other while I was away
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