Like a thousand rotting corpses, a woman
in West Palm Beach is quoted in the news,
describing the excrement deposited by
a wake of vultures invading patios
and poolsides of wealthy people's multi-
million dollar vacation homes. Their vomit
contributes to the stench: but this is
apparently what they do, almost as though
afflicted with bulimia, to make themselves
lighter for flight. You wonder what tanned
bodies they found stretched out on deck
chairs, recently oiled and primed with
expensive sunscreen— But perhaps they
were already dead, since National Geographic
says vultures rarely attack living or healthy
animals? It's so unreal you'd laugh out loud,
imagining these dark-robed birds, gaunt
justices screaming Metaphor, metaphor, metaphor!
before beaks come down like gavels, drill
expertly into bones, and marbled fat streams out.
“And the carcases of this people shall be meat for the fowls of the heaven, and for the beasts of the earth; and none shall fray them away.” Jeremiah 7:33