Friday, 11 August 2017

Mor Deythan


Upon blackened pinions
silence takes flight
unkindness

sombre be their disposition
taciturn
disdainful

Lightless eyes of ink
ever watchful
ever patient

Carrion stink
the only betrayal
too late

Darkness shifts and strikes
melancholic
swift

Bleak be that beak
that tears
whet with retribution

Talons flash
in shadows
they rip out the heart

Desolate wake, inconsolable
corpses and black blood
in moonlight

Carrion stink
on the wind
the only thing left behind




 

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