Tuche & Automaton

Friday, October 27, 2006

discharge (beautiful raven in dark places)

"And another part of your soul is placed in ink.
Yet you fight again to stand
With dreams of fullfillment and love and trust,
Yet part of you always wonders...
Always questions."






Raven arrives with a hubris of black feathers
and a pestilence of petticoats.
She is the colour of night.
She is the stuff of cobwebs.
Her words are of the pulse
and the heart beat.
She tastes of chrome.

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speak tothe dark angels

3 Comments:

At 7:40 AM, Blogger Molly Bloom said...

I loved the imagery of this CJ. 'She is the stuff of cobwebs' - you can almost taste it.

 
At 4:59 PM, Blogger saltyfeline said...

love the way this slinks its way into the brain. love it.

 
At 11:33 AM, Blogger Cocaine Jesus said...

molly and salty>>>or salty molly maybe? nah! ok. thank you both.
x

 

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