Thinly Veiled Ravens




It smelled of metal and gunpowder


Spicy and toxic

coupled with bloodshot eyes

fingers twitching

alight with anticipation


My body thrummed

with the excitement

that only comes when

blood is shed


A timid strike is what broke me

a gentle tapping

rapping at

my chamber door


Obscurity is the only thing

that’s ever given us warmth

it envelopes us

spreading over our skin


With no words at all to share


But what would we have said anyways?


It would have been

crippled vows

some cloying distortions



striking a match against concrete

with no fire to rival


We laid there

as if we were taking our

very last breaths

and it very much felt that way





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