Roadkill Meal -

Clouds come to sink the sun

The telling of its end to come

Foolish, isolated it goes

The solitude of the prey on the road

Easy target for the tires that comes

Smashed roadkill, cooked up alone

Alone

Devoured by bigger animals

Alone

Vicious predators

No leftovers sit on the plate

No parts that they won’t take

Qualities, they can’t create

One more to the deadly road

Where every step is taken alone

It comes fast, there’s no way to go

To go

Devoured by bigger animals

To go

Vicious predators