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.