I have more hours of staring at and listening to crows tomorrow. It’ll be interesting to see what state my mental health is in tomorrow evening. Watch this space. Who knows where I’ll be by Friday?

The Black Beast

Where is the Black Beast?
Crow, like an owl, swivelled his head.
Where is the Black Beast?
Crow hid in its bed, to ambush it.
Where is the Black Beast?
Crow sat in its chair, telling loud lies against the Black
Beast.
Where is it?
Crow shouted after midnight, pounding the wall with a
last.
Where is the Black Beast?
Crow split his enemy’s skull to the pineal gland.
Where is the Black Beast?
Crow crucified a frog under a microscope, he peered into
the brain of a dogfish.
Where is the Black Beast?
Crow killed his brother and turned him inside out to stare
at his colour.
Where is the Black Beast?
Crow roasted the earth to a clinker, he charged into
space—
Where is the Black Beast?
The silences of space decamped, space flitted in every
direction—
Where is the Black Beast?
Crow flailed immensely through the vacuum, he
screeched after the disappearing stars—
Where is it? Where is the Black Beast?

Ted Hughes

 

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