thursday before christmas

thursday before christmas
a murder of crows circle  

cawing loudly flying up 

flying down but not landing 

i watch them from

the kitchen window 

it reminds me of 

this plastic skull i have

almost life sized with 

lights inside it 

the skull is black and 

sinister 

the lights glow gently

change colors slowly 

deep blue purple orange

yellow blue green 

burning in the depths

i always wanted to show

this skull of mine to a

dear friend 

i think he would have

liked it 

he would have understood

i keep it on my desk

i think of my friend 

the crows have gone 

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For Jack W