....
Yellow Tape Blazes
"Do Not Cross".
Outlines Fallen Wings
O u t s t r e c h e d
Gore, clots caking
Gradually removed by
Casual soles stomping.
"Didn't you see the tape? This is a fucking crime scene!"
Grimaces some new CSI
Nudging Glasses Bridge-ward
Inspecting Errant Feather
Four feet south of Atrocity.
Grape gum landed in my
EMOTIONAL CRIME SCENE DO NOT CROSS EMOTIONAL CRIME SCENE
Some kid spit it into what he thought was
Ketchup
Splattered packets stomped
Sometime last Tuesday lunch.
Evidence will be bagged
But not remembered
This half-life
Of memory
Will blow feathers
South of home.
This crime scene
Will be cleaned
Midnight :01 to 6 a.m., Friday