What Goes on Inside That Head? Why Don't You See?

Raven Of Caliginous

Her void feathers
Silky to the touch
Poisonous to the eye

Her voice as horrid as a wraith
Her nails as sharp as sheet metal
Her eyes
Those eyes
You can never forget
The crimson flames
They burn within her
They show
Her crimson eyes

Bad luck is assured
Death has resulted
She is a lone wolf

Has this been
That Death himself
Was her?

The raven
Raven of caliginous
She is Death
She is your last thought