A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. After Dark What is the breaking point of a soul Roiling in steams and oils A vat of sanguine acid running down your chin Restless night amidst the shadows of wailing trees A territory of shrieking memories That refuse to be forgotten I was wrong toContinue reading “WD 202 “After Dark””
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WD 40 “Hemlock Kid”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Hemlock Kid There is a comorbidity in the stars Crossing the cosmos like The feathers of arrows aimed at heartless echoes of emptiness The dark and the light serve to complement each other’s weaknesses One without eyes Another with hands that can feel but not hold Continue reading “WD 40 “Hemlock Kid””
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