'Crow's Call'

'Crow's Call'

(for Keith who understands)


Like a small slyboot sentry,

(black and prince proud)

he stands guard
across
her footway

She breaths...

...in

through her mouth
and saturates
her inner most turmoil,
where
there
her heartland
begins to
ascend and fall...

...into the place
her dreams
CAN
hear a crow's call.

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Wing and Claw

When I dream of you this way
You are so badly with another
I can still feel his breathing
Inside these sheets.
I understand the pressure of his smell
Better then my own.

This is the moment when I am totally receptive,
Calm and unthinking under a shivering duress.

I was born for these moments,
Control all excess,
As if I were a skillful bird
Of prey... taking all I want,
yet returning for for more,
Having emptied my crooked beak
And claws. It feels good
To expand so fully, talon and wing, in the path
Of the full and faithless moon.

by Jim Carroll