There Was A Flaw In The Caw Of The Cat Crow

Nothing was as it seemed.

As if the world careened.

In a ditch boi

Where their joy

Will employ

Guns and knives and waspy hives

No, get away from me now.

Legs, get moving and how

Do we jump this shark?

In the thick, thick dark.

From a place where dark lives matter.

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