Here, the crow lies -
he has been hit, baptised
in stone
Set
Like salt
In a pillar, enveloped
They've never seen
life more still
Or a statue so developed
A shockwave has struck
The crow in the breast
He was small
Very small
Ill-tempered -
to put it best
But now eternal
Until
the universe doth claim
His wings and his beak
To be one
once
again
Oct 1, 2015
Oct 1, 2015 at 12:44 PM UTC
Here, the crow lies -
he has been hit, baptised
in stone
Set
Like salt
In a pillar, enveloped
They've never seen
life more still
Or a statue so developed
A shockwave has struck
The crow in the breast
He was small
Very small
Ill-tempered -
to put it best
But now eternal
Until
the universe doth claim
His wings and his beak
To be one
once
again
