Blinded By the Black
We surround you
our tepid cones of darkness
bastardize your lights to greys
watching as you fight against us
but we consume
our trailing tepid tendrils
slither in your slightness
our darkness moves within it self
for none to resonate
we will saturate
and the darkness one becomes
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2021
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