All of this flesh!
Longs; hurts; tear it free!
Light singes the wax,
Cold pressed, inside of me.

Eyes windows of the soul;
Sharp glance, outside knife.
Fear bars and strangles,
Longing for true life.

Every night questions pour,
“Why, Raven, why?!”
His glare catches the mind
With his dark colored lie.

This voice I hear is
Dreading and dark!


Fear, child!
“Flesh. Destroy. Soul!”
“****** are you!”
Light you cannot know!

Weep as you drip dread;
Full, like an unfulfilled crush.
Heart becomes carrion,
“Cursed bird will not hush!”

Sweat washes destiny on my face,
Helpless, bound with mindless ways.
Bloodstream sipped away;
The dark bird preys.

Lies! False vision dark!
There is no voice
Within the Raven
Lies! No imbued hark!

Light belongs, fair child!
Walk in the meadows so fair.
Soft as woolen flax,
As the fairy’s hair!

Hell belongs to devils,
The devils belong to Hell.
Do not be deceived,
By ****** spell!
They offer freedom,
Through Raven flight!
Only descends deeper;
Cavernous night!

Love moves;
Static it is never.
Open your eyes my dear,
Be your heart cleaver.

I am not light,
But light is in me.
Tented with flesh;
I will tear free!

Inhale warmth,
Inhale light.
Exhale peace.
Exhale right.

**** that carnivorous bird;
Raven of night!
Soar like an eagle,
“Soul take your flight!”

1/27/2015
Sean Hovater