The Revenant Formulation

a lonely desolation

crippling isolation

an ache in your back,

sensing everything that's fell

a dried up bark,

the formula to your heart

coals that are black

stain me in the hand

when i feel this ache in my back

a grumble from the inside of my skin

a fissure on the shell of my blades,

roots that grow in colors unknown to man

a thousand feathers from slits

a distant scream from the bane of my throat

trip my knees bleed black

my heart gushes black

all i see it black

lovely desolation

the revenant formulation

from my core your light for many a land