Meet you on that hallowed eve.
You're all that I've consumed in days-
the rest of this world hallows me-
when I am filled with their matter.
Your words were what I ate drank and breathed-
you're everything
everywhere
now-
you're in those leaves
that
stumble fumbled
to the sienna floor-
you're the ebony crow
I can't ignore~
with lifted wings asoar
Monday, November 16, 2009
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