Raven
I knew a man whose face was set as rock
Those crags I climbed for tears in near
darkness.
My father worked and worshipped at the clock.
His wife her inhibitions lost, her dress
Became a giveaway advertisement a crest
Attracting Gods, strangers to her life-long
swim
Upstream with which to mate elude be pressed.
So bright your lives so more to make mine
dim.
Presage Raven come sing to me in tones
to raise my bloods my vital signs my shroud.
Give me a mole to scurry for his bones
Exhume him blame him name Him in a crowd.
I dreamt she held me taught me how to feel
Inside me put a girder eye of steel
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