©2023 michael raven
winter songs on the wind wraiths of what we had once been the damage needles piercing ice needfire just out of grasping fingers' reach
words | spirit | alchemy
©2023 michael raven
winter songs on the wind wraiths of what we had once been the damage needles piercing ice needfire just out of grasping fingers' reach
©2023 michael raven
done gone asleep at the wheel and the weaving, wending sway careens into side rails safely steering me into milquetoast and pu'er steeped in blood and tears
©2023 michael raven
take my hand &
walk the fire
with me
believe &
forests will
open doors to
the undertide
where we can
have forever
©2023 michael raven
odd little bird you g'dayg'dayg'day
©2023 michael raven
i watched the
tower tumble
her love like
thunder and the
flickerlight
casting crooked
colors across
her eyes
©2023 michael raven
Good lord do I dislike doing my own plumbing.
Continue reading “plumbing in wonderland”©2023 michael raven
nightdriving that forever highway lemondrop center one way or another destination indigo
©2023 michael raven
mirror rust
staining that
other face
antiqued framed
in hair tarnished
silver
a mouth's cruel
betrayal smirking
©2023 michael raven
make a feast
of my scarred flesh
consume even my soul
at the twilight
stones
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