Bones

Ravens peck at my fingers

alabaster bones peek through

like trees rooted in my palm

devoured flesh feeds hungry flock

Ravens peck at my fingers

no longer pointing at empty heart

my yearning for you bleeds out

begging lend me fingers once more

Ravens peck at my fingers

unfilled spaces where you used to be

I wish your fingers filled the void

of the person I was meant to be

Ravens peck at my fingers

no longer able to touch your stars

unfurled and flapping aimlessly

adrift, unable to fill missing gap

Ravens peck at my fingers

searching for missing pulse

you’re imprinted forever on fingers

images floating in my mind

Ravens peck at my fingers

shoveled into maw of yawning earth

weight of a casket in my damp rest

fingers not required in final repose.