Space Vultures


hovered over

windswept lots

cold, bright

concrete slabs

with bulging eyes that

pierce the dim and

light alike;

they peer

to find that savored

placing amidst the

multitude, those

brethren there


taking space with six more

hovering on

each side around

the bend in

hopes of having

room to get

a taste

and rest at last in line

with the rest


One thought on “Space Vultures

  1. An Imperfect Servant

    When I had read only the title I had a completely different idea of where this was going. Very cool. I like the way the visual aspect of the poem matches the picture. Each little line in its own parking space, lol.


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