The blackberries lie swathed in a black mass A jelly like substance clinging to their bones Covering a browned piece of bread Slightly dark Burnt and wet in one corner Teethmarks Concave like an ingrowing ellipse Appear and devour the morsel Blackberies and seeds Crunching under a row of white cemetery gravestones Marching like sentries Inexorably to swallow blackberries Bread and all.