(humm.. seems to be a lot coming out all at once, odd, but nice. once again.. oddly poetic.. )
crow, in my hole again
caw so familiar
it makes amends
black wings unfurl
soul stuck
between world
(it makes amends, to it's own soul)
such a task
removing flesh
saving bone
(it makes amends, try to be whole)
aid all those
whose gratitude
will never show
(it makes amends, filling it's holes)
strange company
it keeps
to save from being alone
~K
(this piece may be incorporated into a painting......)
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