something’s deadly dying
in my head
with the character
of poisoned lead
a little bitter blackness
fury fed
never fed
a starving, starving
weight to shed
a little pitted pain
will soon be dead

so he said
so he said

but the words
had come before
like a promised
knock at door
like a gift
for one in-store
a raucous caw of
nevermore
nevermore
only hope
upon this shore
forevermore
forevermore