omg

bh

Hey I just did xyz

and you know I am not sure

that is indicator

that, indeed, I am human.

Not message for fresh

meat to be devoured

like the call to all your friends

to the carnival

no the vulture eats

alone.

To see a carcass

and refuse a bite

is pure giving,

my friend.

The soul whispers

like embers

hovering off the ground

below.

So a bite but refuses

the soul

renews its life

and demands all in return

step off

step away.

I am life

and in life there is no

and boundaries

the eagle

slowly, reluctantly takes flight.