Lit Heroes #16 - Oliver

A little swift crouches knocked out, this fine bird.
Hasn't seen the window pane.
I am sure these two rooks nearby
That now ignore her
But came

As smart and burly as they are
Could proceed to attack
Choosing to see in their near congener
A deliciously quivering meatball
Exactly as we may do.

Once considered as such, one is easily lost
And it's not a big thing to turn from somewhat refined
Right back into raw. Mind the passages, or else––
It's a tough job to accomplish, as tough as
Any swift's swift recovering.

July 18, 2007