coracoid.

In forest thickened darkness,
Upon the Merrill hills,
Against a Pickett fence,
Ravel a coracoid ties,
Sharpest edge,
Blood stained ground,
abound,
Thy dwelling,
Sickly smell,
Abounds ,
Nearby a barrel,
Oozing pain,
Again blood shed stains,
Linguistic prohibited ,
Caution raised,
Breezy flesh amits the air,
Horrified,
doth creep to peer,
Thus bile taste ,
doth Seer ,
Within eyes opening,
seek ,
Thy future of birds looks bleak,
Creeping thy legs,
Thy feet's scuttle,
upon thy ground ,
An agonistic sound,
upon reach,
Thy hand arises,
covered with blood,
from thy ground ,
Releases thy barrel top,
Noises screeching,
Scarring around,
Hearts beatings fearsome,
Upon open fluttering,
Panicked thee,
Bloodthirstiness' plea,
Thy crows egotism fleshly flight,
Razor sharp blades thy claws,
Clawing's be,
Thy ripped rippling's plea,
Thirsty,
Trapped for so longingly did dwell,
Horrific rotting smell,
Escaped thy deathly fate,
Upon thy garden gate,
Nor loose thy beak coracoid,
Thus had set them free,
And succumbed to deathly parting,
Ripped chest a caverns sore,
No bound ,
Nor see,
A whiteness,
There for,
Thy stories ,
A myth,
Meer mystery,
Nor remembrance at all.