wild justice
(i)

the wild corpse
self lost to entropy
fatal damage clear
under the dust

keening
that’s what the watcher did
silent keening
for the eyes were shock

it went
it returned
bringing the community
eyes of mourn

one came
and tried
to prompt
to move

keening
that’s what the watchers did
silent keening
for the eyes were shock

and then the mourning
shock blunted
turned to let
life live

they left
all of them
the living
they left

the corpse
the wild injustice
funeral
magpie