Two Black Crows
Two crows in a pine
Hear those
Two black crows in the pine?
They’re sinister
darkling
Those two raucous black crows in the pine
---------------------------------------------------
All’s not bad nor winterset
Sometimes I think the mind’s to blame
Set against by follies and
Tortures inflicted on others
Known at the time as returnable sins
I sent a sin gathering wool of blackest velvet
And it circled my head
Like a crow
Innocent
And soft
But bodied with dark intent
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2009
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