brilliant with pitch-black comb
"i'd make a great crow" ZJC (2008)
Have you ever searched for a friend on mydeathspace? Not to be morbid but I have a history of people disappearing from my life suddenly, without notice. What has happened? One day you're chatting like normal and all of a sudden you realize it has been three weeks and you're still waiting for a letter, a phone call, a knock on the door. I'd go look for you if I knew which direction to turn.
There are so many ways to disappear and so few ways to tell anyone once you are gone.
I will not count the days I want to echo those last lines of Bette Midler's in The Rose (1979) … "Where you going…? Where's everybody going …?" No, I will not.
Morning and nightfall. One more day is done.
If I could come back I'd want wings. To look
for you. All of you. Gone from me. Famine
is at my gate. Enough! I will unhook
the sky. It is enough to miss you all.
Tell me: will you look for me? Only fair.
Go out, look around. Morning and nightfall
and one more day is done. Look for me where
we have been. Look for me where the crows
gather to caw. Watch for me high above
you – a heartbeat brilliant with pitch-black comb
and wing. I would make a great crow. Who knows?
I might find you. Hunt until all I love
are found, yes, until we all make it home.