smoke and tears

 i married a

woman with

marsupial 

    manners

  (love blind)

crippled heart

i pass off to the

Raven- 

sixty-seven

bones to this 

skeleton and 

i still dream of 

Winter Worms

and forbidden

Juniper-

taste the 

rotting words

that sit on

his slick mouth.

warrior

of words- 

nothing but a 

  blank stare 

to offer-

i hoard

 my feelings 

as i show my 

fangs