THE GREAT ONAGADORI

WHO ONLY WANTED TO CONQUER HIS BEING’S FLIGHTLESS NATURE

STARED AT THE SKY FOR DAYS ON END

FOR SO MANY DAYS

HE DID NOT NOTICE HIS FEATHERS GROW LONG AND FLOWING

HE DID NOT NOTICE THE FARMER CHOP HIS HEAD OFF FOR HIS BODY

HE DID NOT NOTICE THE NOW CONSTANT DRIP OF BLOOD FROM HIS NECK

HE DID NOT NOTICE THE NUCLEAR HEAT DEATH OF THE PLANET

INSTEAD HE STARED FOR SO LONG HIS BODY TURNED TO GOLD

AND HE SOLIDIFIED HIS VERY BEING PERMANENTLY IN THE SKY

A GREAT YELLOW DOT, FOREVER FLYING

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