Saturday, 7 January 2017

Terrible Companions of Vatic

A mote of shadow torn asunder
bearing forth its loot as plunder
lugubrious it melts and fades
into a melancholy haze.
My kneecaps crack and tear a tendon
maître d' and all attending
inspect observe and watch and see
the terror that lurks inside of me

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