Migration

Circle Of Dead Children

Compositor: 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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