Headless bodies with empty cavities, stiff feet
pointing to empty roosts.
Feathered wing carcass
fanning open like a fallen angel
or a haunted harpsichord
A head with open eyes and beak
staring at a bloody gizzard,
a single esophagus
It's true the weasels need to eat
but they are the uninvited
and what a mess they leave
--Diana Tigerlily
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