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Metal walking dove feet
scratching at the warm black top

it looks up with ruby red eyes
   dripping blood
       and made a sound
              like two planets making love till its all dust

it raised into the sky unsure of if it had wings or a lack of mass
        and slowly
            but efficiently made its way to you

you were cold
and alone
on your bed
blank clouded eyes staring at nothing
 
when it reached your home it smelled a deep lack
and knew it was another day on the job

it raise you up into its whirling shadows
 and while the world looked on with horror
      and pain

took you home

Reviews

[Kristopher d. Taylor]

Another great piece, and I disagree with Mr roger ferguson II, your title is great enough, titles just complicate things in my opinion. Keep it up.

[Roger Ferguson II]

you should give this a real title, its not bad. great imagery, really paints a picture of what is happening

[Ghost of Jupiter]

dark yet appealing, dare i even say comforting to believe that there is something out there to take us home...no matter where that is... someplace where we belong...where we will fit in. At least that is what i took out of this chilling piece...well done my friend.

[CareLuv]

adore this...dark but telling

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Very cryptic...it has an extra-terrestrial, body snatchers element to it. Nicely done!