Raven
by  J. Andjelkovic

rather onyx
or obsidian
would I polish
than diamond
for a rainy day
raw wounds save
like seeds for planting
in the spring
sow thorns
in the field throw
flowers in the
ravine
so pain would smell
sweet like roses
with thorns
of darkness
like lancets
let us dissect
this mystery
without fear
of dying

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