the bones hang slack
and the blood cools swift
we shamble forward
toward the rift
no light within
no light without
we trip and fall
swallowed up by doubt
our descent will take
a thousand years
our only company
will be our fears
floating and leaving no trace
the bones hang slack
and the blood cools swift
we shamble forward
toward the rift
no light within
no light without
we trip and fall
swallowed up by doubt
our descent will take
a thousand years
our only company
will be our fears
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You’re so good! Show-off 🙂 What’s the inspiration of this fine piece? Btw, I’ll be posting another poem of yours in a couple of weeks. I’ll send you a message when it’s ready.
I don’t know where this on came from. Someplace creepy I think.
Cool about the second piece. I’d almost forgotten about it! 😍