Totems of the underworld
Sat, 11 Jun 2011 at 03:39am
Threading its spine through blades of green,
Like the roots of seeds through damp soil;
Serpent.
Selectively lapping the gloss of her fur,
With casual strokes from her sandpaper tongue;
Cat.
A reaper’s scythe directing rebirth,
Like jet black arrows on a teal sky;
Bat.
Patient companions, paroling the field,
Circling ov’r their rightful domain;
Vulture.
Gathering on utility poles,
Discussing their status as ill omen creatures;
Raven.
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