Villanelle

By , Fairfield, CT
She desperately cries for the bright, melted eyes
always floundering for a right way to go about her day
She lurches for the humans-- and all that therein lies

anticipating in every slight flinch, their final demise
wretchedly pleading to keep the raging nerves at bay
Still she continues her cries for the bright, melted eyes

perhaps coated callous with some few elaborate ties
a reason, oh please, to not simply stay..
She lurches for the humans-- and all that therein lies

suffocating in vain, a violent weight of counter supplies
really not a sole way to possibly relay..
So carry on her desperate cries for the bright, melted eyes

reflecting much too truly thrashing vibrancies of the skies
when it is but decay, nothing is to say
She lurches for the humans-- and all that therein lies

but only after the final victim dies
will she finally be sedated; okay just to lay.
Crying as she does for the bright, melted eyes
She lurches for those humans-- and all that therein lies.





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