Tales of Infirmity
A shrivelled presence.
A mere shadow.
Curled tightly in
foetal submission
unconscious tae owr
subconscious fears.
Eyes dart back
an fourth amongst
the participants in
this ritual of ruination.
Never lingering though
fir fear of also
being snared in
the abyss's gaze.
Copyright © Klubba Lisboa | Year Posted 2016
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