these are my words
eye was born a black crow
the 13th day of a scorpio moon in the
the arkansas ozark mountains
my scottish irish parents dismay...
they took me in nonetheless, fed me, clothed
me, sent me to schools and
tried to domesticate me...
eye attempted to live a normal life...
trying to marry and even voting regularly
failed mostly and when eye
reached full crow adulthood
no longer deny my coyote nature and immediately
turning over tables and rattling the cages
immediately said eye was crazy and lots
complained eye should stop
eye was doin
is the folks that let you know you is
doing something rite)
knew this was an
important breakthrough and immediately
matches and kerosine
been settin fires ever since
thank you for reading my word.