the voice of my doom

 
walking deep in the woods
high above the city 
near the airport

I heard them
then saw them

hideous black crows
looking at me
cackling at me
laughing at me
mocking me

calling me names

I asked what they wanted
they laughed 
and said 
nothing but your doom

and they flew around me
dive bombing me

and surrounding me
calling me names
in Korean and English

as I fled down the trail
with the demon birds
hot on my trail