It pecks me a naught
Wherever I stroke my beak
Into your unfathomable expanse

My pallid waxen face
Melts as bloodless
Into your deeper glow

Weak on all fours
Directions erode my existence
As I trudge my boulder feet

How I honor these bones
Whose labour is lost
In piles of stones

Hide my relics
From the stary skies, above
That has wrought a life in pains

What I count as womb of earth
and head of a sky;
Bereave me pecking nameless

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