Heartless

I scream my desire
But my mouth makes no sound
Only my fingers move
Over a page, as empty as my heart.

I remember fullness
With sweetest of inebriations,
Then falling into the feathers
Not of Hugin and Munin,
But oblivion's heron
And cold turkey

Till even desire takes wing
And leaves me alone
With a phantom memory of love.

I know where you hid your eye, Odin
Where did you hide my heart?