[POEM] Road kill
Every day on my drive home from work I pass a dead hawk on the roadside, It's body and wings unmarred, It's head just slightly crushed
The first week goes by and I'm surprised it's still there. Everyday when I see them, the mundane depression of existence becomes sharp. I can feel their talons on my arm. I am Prometheus on the highway entrance ramp
Two weeks and no sign of decay or rot. Wide wings say “I love you this much forever” I love them too
It is Sexless, now ageless, and I'm ticking down behind a Tesla in my 2013 sputtering Hyundai
Rush hour and I'm sitting right next to them. Staring. It doesn't take long for water to blur my vision. The Subaru next to me is polite/scared and doesn't react to my screaming. I wish the buzzards and crows would do their job. Put me out of my misery
It's cream crest is more noble and proud than I am and rightfully so. I eat boredom, feelings, meat factories, gasoline. They spotted prey a mile high in the sky to feed their babies. Fly or fall
I wonder if it saw me crawling through the world at 5pm on a Wednesday while it rode on the back of the wind
I won't give you an ending to this story because I cannot give what doesn't exist
There is more grace beauty and love in our gutters than we can tolerate
Don't look down
Posted Mar 4, 2026, 9:58 PM UTC