the crow’s eye
can see me
in fact it sees
through me
to voices
once heard
in a hurricane
grim revelations
dark animate
prophecies
echoes that still
haunt my hollows
where marrow
fled destiny
spilled itself
into chilled cups
of glass wind

I will not
be afraid
anymore
not again
will I shiver
at words
in my brain
I will not
believe
black birds
are omens
not even this
unnatural
creature with
lips speaking
under its breath
“I can see you”

(originally posted January 2014)