"Wicked Warble"
A horror poem
Rush, rush - warbling things scratch at my window
In a dead sea basin inside - swooping by, singing sad
Song? Rhyme? In time for celebration or funeral?
Pause.
Sky cracks its shell, splitting something sinister
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