Eat your fill, mighty vulture (self-described, even you admit).
Call it “wasting not” but we will grow to want so much and you’ll
learn to grow cataracts and a bottomless pit.
In times of grief, I will turn my ear from you, redirect
pathways from devouring motifs and rest in what you are.
Someday, I will teach my young that hunting is a virtue and leave your lessons,
entrails spread, for your kind to pick clean.
About the Creator
Mackenzie Davis
“When you are describing a shape, or sound, or tint, don’t state the matter plainly, but put it in a hint. And learn to look at all things with a sort of mental squint.” Lewis Carroll
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Comments (8)
An incredible tribute to broken families... And the acrostic bit! That this realization in itself, that trying to escape trauma/toxic relationships is a kind of eclipse in itself. Amazing, Mackenzie!!
"you’ll learn to grow cataracts and a bottomless pit." I just adore that line!
Oooft this poem is really good, Mackenzie! I feel exactly like Joe did. Wonderful!
Feels almost like a child that has grown up, pushing back against the failings of their parents. I like the vulture imagery especially!
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"In times of grief, I will turn my ear from you, redirect pathways from devouring motifs and rest in what you are." These lines were my favourite! Loved your Acrostic!
It's really hard to feel disparaging after that beautiful picture though!
Damn...this hit hard...hard hard...and in beautiful language. I love the first line and the bracketed bit...made it feel conversational...like a letter...to someone...not particularly nice. obviously. Another amazing entry, Mackenzie pal. Well done!