ragingfire/

©2021 Michael Raven

something must break
taut air stranglehold
on social unrest
noose drawing tighter
around my neck
i feel the fires
burning burning burning
the rage searing
and
i no longer see
a way out of this mess
short of
hellfire
and death

still, the flames stoked
on electric messiahs
aglow on every face

i only want the
simple things now

your hand
your love
your kiss
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enervation/

©2021 Michael Raven

wearied walking mounds
memories buried masks
dig through the dust
of ancestors or self
                              maybe madness
i am certain --
it is me searching me in
this corrupted clay

i poured myself
into nighttime bleeding
the universe feeding
on the flesh and soul
of my being
severed to fused and
cauterize with an
obsidian blade while
birds were shrieking

we gave our everything
               was everything enough?

slag and shamble back to bed
to sleepless dusk to dawn
too enervated to rise to more
than simple words
when i find you

how do i atone?
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