By Damien Knight

As I walk amongst the woods
I hear a voice not understood
A crowing sound so deep
Into my very soul it seeps
Around me so dark
The crowing raven’s feathers stark
Fall upon my gentle flesh
His grace traps me like mesh
I smile at the dark bird
And back away without a word

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