Tag: betwixt and between

time to lay my head
across cool ground and
watch the stone flames
flicker

black feathers fallen
and i lay here blanketed
under long lifetimes
of snow

become the wode
be as sunspecked stone
a pond as the frozen
while antlers tied
at ribbons red...

i let turnings go
hearts carve to spades
wergeld flows to bone
our bloodstained hands
kiss press of oak

there is only knowing
when those everythings
have been known

it is of voluntary derangement
in the where of eyes suture eyes
and mouth fed on dirt from
under ash, bone and oak

dare you the wood at night?

past the broken homes and
vast underhalls gone to echo
where have their songs gone?

you only have to sit in
shadow to know and

we call it other

strange days when a fiction
confirms a reality and
stones become doors in
the heather on the heath
and ravens give to crows
on the edge of bedsheets

there is not-song in head
and not-fire between
and everything's burning
at the crux of the seams

blink becomes stutter
we give fat, we give bone
we skin give to we

we've the path of ashes
bringing forth in reds & golds
burning october in our summer
etching shard ice in dreams

soon i will shift under
perhaps you bone stay—
to the elsewhen all go
in the eventual

you will wear my eyes blind
slipping to burning october

nameless oh nameless
nameless oh love
in the meadow
in the meadow, oh—
hey nonny none

blackwork & ebon
carved to your arm
nameless oh
nameless, oh
hey nonny none

closed eyed of window
in the nightfall you'll come
through the meadow
wraithing nameless, oh
hey nonny none