NIGHT HAIKUS :
Also this music / Two fierce crows work fast – sharp beaks…. / The cat´s blood congeals.
Now it is evening / They dive down darkly, two beaks /
Flay our young cat´s eyes.
She did not hear them. / Hacking her eyes horribly /
Flying surgeons gouged.
Now gentle evening.
Birds slash, tear, slice our kitten.
Kinetic life dead.