ROADKILL by Alicia Mathias

i've been run 
down
by his ego
my bones 
crushed 
under his lies--
flesh left 
to rot 
along
the side
of a desert 
road
with my eyes 
finally open--
only to see
the gathering
tornado
of approaching crows
i'm only moments
away from being
picked 
apart
with just enough
time 
left to meet 
his smug
stare--
he'll be back
for my skull
in the future
a trophy
to display
upon his desk
                                   
with all 
the others
he's collected
throughout 
numerous 
decades
but for now 
he exits
the scene
with my heart
dripping 
from his mouth

Alicia Mathias is a writer, artist, and photographer. Her poems and/or artwork, can be seen in: Ann Arbor Review, The Bitter Oleander, bradlaughsfinger, The Canopy Review, Chiron Review, Clockwise Cat, Fearless, January Review Journal, SetU Magazine, Newington Blue Press, Porter Gulch Review, The Rye Whiskey Review, Sore Dove Press, Unlikely Stories Mark V,  and elsewhere. She lives in New York, with her favorite muse, Zeppelin the Wonder Cat.