Raven

$2.50

Raven sat to the left of me

On the carven coal bench crowing of his love,

Obsidian feathers drinking light enough for all to see.

And then flew by on light-obliterating wings

The darkness that was the one he loved.

Soot itself was never blacker than the depths

Of Raven’s soul, as in his sight her companion

Swung wide and rose above her.

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Raven sat to the left of me

On the carven coal bench crowing of his love,

Obsidian feathers drinking light enough for all to see.

And then flew by on light-obliterating wings

The darkness that was the one he loved.

Soot itself was never blacker than the depths

Of Raven’s soul, as in his sight her companion

Swung wide and rose above her.