I Am a Cadaver

I am a cadaver
Quickened by hope
A windstorm of love
Rattles my bone cage
Jolts me alive – happy, alive
Almost human
So much to give
I am a blazing beam of loving light
One chance, one lightning bolt
Hit or miss
Hit, and I live forever
Miss, and all hope disperses
Like scattered blackbirds
Whose caws fade away
Forgotten
A cadaver no more
Can mist be quickened?
Can hope form me into love?
Will I ever know what it’s like
To be made real?

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Author: Dark Dee

Yeah, I'm that Dark Dee.