Climbing Nyala

The climbers eye a bounty up,
Above the striped horizon,
Clinging on to rolling skin
They scale the dusty way.
Tiny beaks peep over streaks
Of hair that tips the hill
Their necks are stiff and their cheeks are stretched
From picking with their bill.

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