A raven

The dark bird spreads its wings
while I flip the black and white pages.
The man with the grim face walks his pain
while i scribble his jaw line.
A white kitty on velvet feet purrs at him
while I look up for more.

can’t rain all the time

down memory lane
almost nothing at first
and for a long time
only one brief shiver

i am city

then the song
that voice
like a violin
pulls the right trigger

the shadows breathe

i remember you
back then
same face
same silhouette
and my aching heart

your tears won’t fall
forever

darkness
you feel the rage
from down under
ramping
like a snake in the bush
Patience, patience

it devours

something old
something true
something bold
something you

don’t forget to burn