Poem, 9/29/14

conflagration of crows
atop a tall tree

calling out a message,
indiscernable

move forward
don’t fall in the
river

go home
bake bread
rain’s a-comin’
sorrow awaits

bake bread anyway

crows know
but they’re mocking advice,
ersatz consolation
for a real prophecy

bake bread anyway

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