Color of a Raven

Color of a Raven

A Poem by Tim

Stress encircled her eyes and head.
When any hope was hopeless...
light-years away,
she opened her dresser drawer.
Beneath pharmacy referals
and credit card bills
its black metal trigger resembled
the color of a raven.
At the speed of light
and with enough energy 
to shoot across the expanse of space,
it made her weightless...
a heavenly body.
Her universe transformed
as skull fragments exploded like stardust
escaping a black hole.

© 2023 Tim


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Added on March 7, 2023
Last Updated on October 26, 2023