The shadows of my soul reveal the light of my spirit.
– Rob Sterling
I will string a necklace on the crow.
It will be beautiful. He will show it off
as it pulses above his heart framed by
graceful, just long enough to poke the living skin
at each heart beat
sharp enough to prick complacency
etched with a future eulogy
upon bead after bead
tooth after tooth of course
one long claw after another.
Beads, teeth and claws to chant upon
when darkness leaves no further choice but to rub against ghosts:
“Here calls the soul of the solitary”.
– B.D. Silverback
©B.D. Silverback 2013