Vulture
life is about
taking risks.
Risk sometimes
crystallizes.
On a dizzy cliff.
The involuntary
somersault
into nothingness.
Down below,
the body hits rock
with a thud
that stills all else.
I feast on the remains.
~~
© Alaka Yeravadekar, 2007
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