(un)titled image V

the skin on his chest
buckled and ripped
as he lay
staring
at the ceiling

the black beak
tore
through
his flesh

slowly
the beady eyed gaze
stared
into his own

it shook itself
slowly emerging
from
the now open wound

with a caw
it launched itself
into the air
flew around the room
before settling
on the book case

three more
and
he will have
the whole set

4 thoughts on “(un)titled image V

    1. I’ve been immersed in Lovecraft for the new book and I decided old Howard Philip would have done a sight better with humor. We get it, being racist and misogynistic was tough at the turn of the century, but smile.

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