eyes unfeeling <br />camera clicking <br />twaddling circles <br />prideful cooing <br />and neck jerking <br />cracking their beaks <br />twitching movements <br />drawn like moth to flame <br />they to the concrete <br />mandibles; portruding <br />pecking asphalt <br />empty reason <br />cooing, cooing <br />leave 'em be <br />all it amounts to <br />pigeons pecking <br />crapping on the city<br /><br />The Lake of Fire<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/birds-of-a-feather-that-crap-together/
