deadly dart beautiful spurted blood
lost warblings ravished shores
childhoods childhoods a tale too stirred up
dawn on its chain bites ferocious to be born
o belated assassin
the bird feathered formerly more beautifully than the past
demands an accounting for its scattered plumes
ô assassin attardé
l’oiseau aux plumes jadis plus belles que le passé
exige le compte de ses plumes dispersées