Curious writing for curious people
All the stars are rowdy tonight
exploding and sucking
everything around them.
In time as real as we can imagine.
Such violent tenderness.
Such monstrous need.
Every planet trusts the gravity
of everything around it.
Every moon moves gently
mooning over its lover.
Having bruised it once
it yearns to surrender.
In the frost this morning
I saw a white crow
On a post
Arguing with a ghost of a robin.
“There is nothing more delicious than carrion”
Said Crow.
“There is nothing better than fighting”
Said Ghost.
Having caught Crow’s black eye.
Having caught Ghost’s ire.
I walked on across the field
Embarrassed by my own eavesdropping.