transmogrify in blue

©2022 Michael Raven

born to blackwing
pierced with thorn
w/blood on lips
ragged and torn
i race over greenfields
to the river fall
fall
fall

giving this husk
to four wind & 4
to find the fifth
somewhen under
the stone

nightburning inside...

forgotten days, then
blue fire pouring
through crashing
past bulls bellowing
in the blackest storms

[whisper]

sever the cords
& w/o regret
time to
step over
the edge

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