Thursday, March 26, 2015

COSMIC KILN


Switch off the gloom
clogging my dark room

To the longest breath
I silt my heaviest drudge

What telling of bony tale
that sludge my heart, a pale

Night's darkest pigment
colour my abandoned flesh

To savor delight, thee
hang me by thy strongest cliff

You seize the only respite
That dread, thy venomous fang

What flavor I name thee
As you scatter my remains

To thy cosmic kiln
I smelt thy space

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