
‘The light of the Crow shines bright through the eyes of all illuminating butterflies.’ – Dame Unique
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‘The light of the Crow shines bright through the eyes of all illuminating butterflies.’ – Dame Unique

Noises.
I hear everything and nothing.
Breathing too loudly.
Fearing what’s behind closed doors.
Longing for your hugs.
I miss you.
Rest easy.

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Hugged it until it passed out.
Cut its back, left hoof off.
It screamed at me and I shout.
‘You’re a liar!’
I remember I said that.
It kicked out at me. Then ran far away.

If you’ve not seen my WhatsApp story updates.
If you can’t see my Instagram.
If you can’t hear my tweets.
If you never receive a card this Christmas.
If your emails file straight to junk.
If your shared media has deleted and expired 30 days after deletion.
If your letters remain unopened or worse, unopened and returned.
If you try to call and can’t ever get through.
We’re not.
We’ll never be.
I’ll never seek.
I’ll never speak.
I’ll never hear.
We’ll never share a friendship again.

Dear Love,
I love you.
But I love the world around us even more.
I love our sky.
I love our sea.
I love the air we breathe.
I love the swans paddling by on a warm summers day.
I love the peace of mind when drama and pain fade away.
I love your eyes.
I love your mind.
I love your brain in its entirety.
I love your soul.
I love your heart.
Every heartbeat counts, no authority.
I love the way your smile beams through to my vision.
I love your warmth, including extra love only emissions.
I love your kisses.
I love your touch.
I love our love when love is never too much.
Love
Unique
I’m trying to sleep.

So what if I’m evil in most of my posts.
So what if Crow is more criminal than Ghost.
So what if you bleed over my pages.
So what if your tears fill backdoor paddling pools.
So what if your heart beats faster when you read through my blog.
So what if I’ve skinned you alive, with Crow above God.
So what if my words depict the horror and dark menacing ways of inhabitants on earth.
So what if Crow pissed all over your white roses.
So what if I spat in your left eye.
So what if I state facts and burn your mind with penetrative forms of sexualised context.
So what if you feel offended.
So what if you feel some type of way.
So what if you’re hurting.
It sounds like a YOU problem.

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Wild.
Unshaven.
Unwaxed.
Unspoken.
Sweet.
Juicy.
Natural.
Mine.
Mine.
All mine.
On mind.
Brilliant.

I’ve not contacted you in four weeks.
-Why, Unique?
– Who’s this?

Maybe I’ll pretend I can’t see the see she pollution pouring out your mouth.
Baby, I can smell the shit around your lips.
Maybe, I’ll pretend I don’t know you. But baby, please read a book.
Maybe, it’s true you’re wealthy! Only, baby, I don’t entertain ignorance.
Maybe, I’ll slip into a black fitting ensemble, diamond choker and have breakfast at Tiffany’s?
Baby, I’m out of your league,
Mentally,
Spiritually
Realistically.
Best wishes with your future endeavours.
Unique

I don’t want your blessings.
I don’t want your blessings.
I don’t want your blessings.
Keep em’
Ask your God to bless the babies born with cancer.
Bless the sea that fills with plastic.
Bless the lands that burn through with fire.
Bless the air that’s polluted by humans.
Bless the animals that perish through human action.
Bless the homeless that beg, while unused homes fill with dust.
Bless the heartbeats that have long since faded.
I don’t want your blessings.
I don’t want your blessings.
I don’t want your blessings.

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Goodnight.
Goodbye.
Good fortune.
You are.
Always will be.
No growth.
False sense of achievement.
Multiplied by two.

I run through the dark forests and no fear resides within.
The birds chant over my head.
Crow flies silently above the treetops.
I remove myself from your pool of toxicity. I breathe.
Explanation Unique?
No.
I owe nothing to no one.
I pay myself in time and appreciation.
The tone of your voice no longer lingers around my thoughts. Forgotten.
I don’t quite recall the shade of your iris.
Hit different.
My mind rests easily upon my mind. I carry it with pride.
The ants march underfoot and look up to catch a glimpse of my deep brown eyes and the glimmers of Crows sapphire blue stares.
I stop at a cliff edge and bellow out all the pain I’ve been holding onto: ‘please don’t deny me!’
Crow lands on my right shoulder, claws deepen into my muscle. Blood flows down my right breast and between my armpit.
Tears bleed out and the scenic image around me is now tinted with red.
I turn my head right and kiss Crow on his head. Bloody tears drip onto his ebony shaded feathers.
I look behind at the forest, then up to the sky.
‘It hit different!’ I cry.
And like that with no apprehension, I leap out and we both plummet through the misty confusion you cursed me with. I hear you crying. It warms my heart, speed picks up and I look at Crow – he’s smiling.
A rock scraps my left ankle. My bloody tears jump and float above us
Into the skies, deep into our universe and sprinkle across our sun
The evidence we never aligned.
With grey slapping my face I whisper ‘please don’t deny me.’
The fog clears and presents a deep blue pool of nothingness. Crow and I plunge into the icy waters.
The liquid clears every speck of blood away from us. My vision is clear, I see black!
I see black.
I see only black.
Then I turn to my right and see two glows from Crow’s sapphire blue eyes. He looks up and they beam out the most intense blue light.
We drift up, breaking through the surface of the water
Crow bellows out ‘and then Unique was free, and then Unique was free and then Unique was free!’
The icy water forces us into the sky and through our universe – we both hit the centre of the sun.
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