Turkey Vulture Song

Turkey vulture, turkey vulture, spread your wings for me

Like a mistress on linen, or floating music sheets

I see your sisters crawl through the trees, shedding their skin to cover eves

Turn the brown back into green, undress your leaves onto me

Climbing the trees, all wet with sap, to desperately reach to the mast

Find the corpses scattered round, and break the longing Winter fast

Orbiting like distant stars in a sky so putrid, black and far

Suck the carbon out of cars as we drink in our bars

Well you give us some worth while we wait for the earth

To speak her acid comedy

You eat our stomachs to grow your beautiful feathered bodies