In all the world
I've never known
a sweeter touch than this:
...
I am the raven,
silent black space
behind a knot
in a tree,
...
there's a hole where a future fell in,
and there's a knot that tightens
in a stomach.
a head tilts forward
...
I’m consumed by a raging sadness
that like a fire burns within,
searing scars left behind from memories
of a love over-shadowed by sin.
...