Visions of the Crow

the pulse in me quickens as my heart gains momentum,
my soles are worn from wandering with sack and cane
my hand turns bound to display what i have witnessed
the visions of a crow on a man in an unmarked grave

reportedly from the lost writings of elvis angel

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