Gypaetus Barbatus
May the disturbed and cerebral find comfort in these verses in which I have written for both you, the readers, and myself.
Poem by Esotericallyblogging
There is a Lammergeier in my brain
It soars between gyri peaks
Folds within my skull, scavenging sulci
Prefrontal cortex it's gray nest.
Me and egg in mother's womb
I nest in pink, he nests in gray
He did not yet hatch though,
Till after I was born
Towering gyrification peaks
Over miles of gray and white matter
He sits on the ridges watching
For carcasses, bones in each holler
There is a Lammergeier inside me
Spotting the weak connections
He picks through my neurons
For the bones, I have many
Lammergeier eternal
For bones are ever present
Each new cadaver leaving them there
He finds them, picks me clean
Bloodied vulture watching me weep
He knows not human comfort
So, he tidies my brain nicely
I am cleaned by his feast
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