Fence Sitting

The western sky bleeds red—night creeps near
Smelling of copper cognac
Pernicious crows, on the fence repose
Vermilion backdropping feathered black

Strawberry moon rises, as does fear
Claws on the rotted wood clack
On the fence repose, pernicious crows
Judging how I showed my love to Jack

Their caws and cackles grate on my ears
But not so my lucky Jack
Pernicious crows, on the fence repose
Gutted Jack on the floor at my back

I consumed his heart, that much is clear
To the fiends outside this shack
On the fence repose, pernicious crows
Planning their eye-for-an-eye attack

From the tavern, they followed us here
Me and my sweet, drunken Jack
Pernicious crows, on the fence repose
Soon, they whisper, soon, Butcher—payback

'Tween Virgo and Hydra, Corvus sneers
Blighted laugh demoniac
On the fence repose, pernicious crows
That mean, meddlesome, murderous pack

Through a cloudy, blood-smeared glass I peer
They think me a maniac
Pernicious crows, on the fence repose
Watching…waiting for my mind to crack

©2022 July Day

ZaniLa Rhyme


Image my own–rough graphite sketch, using colored pencils in the sky.

Author: Julydase

Writer, artist, newbie Tarot reader, thinker.

4 thoughts on “Fence Sitting”

  1. Oh damn! That last line especially.

    Really disturbing and well written. The horror movie content increasingly off key with the repeated refrain of the crows and their unsettling repose (I’m starting to hate crows!).

    PS I would be interested in thecliff notes on this particular poem. Send to my email.

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