The Raven

Yards overhead I heard the flap of a familiar wing

The swift tearing of still air

Pours into my ears

My eyes climb higher and see the bead of an eager eye

The sharpness of it’s glare

Pushing shivers down my spine

My gaze is locked, my head swirling

The devourer circles it’s prey

I might fall over, I’m so dizzy

I am spinning faster, it must be gaining speed

Nearing swiftly, steadily scaring me more and more

Wiry talons clenching, eyes as crisp as autumn’s apples

I’m on the ground, my head aches

It’s directly overhead, sinking like an anchor soon to hit the ocean floor

My eyes are stolen, I’m blind and alone

Without sight my hearing tells me what is where.


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