on black road
black kite sees lizard
white bearded lizard
bring beer that uncle enjoys!
such as a lizard enjoys
this lizard in person’s home
lizards don’t belong in people’s houses
black kite brought firebrand from
black burning meadow
now the black-bodied fleeing ones
and not a one escapes
black kite thrills,
quivers in wind—
sad black eyes survey through smoke
what’s left of black land—
and spits weeping black dismay of song,
black spot of song,
on those of us
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