The Primal Mind
There’s a darkness that dwells
Within the shadowed wells
of man’s mind
A darkness where dark things reside…
It’s place dark as ink
Where things slither and slink
Where lives none such
As prudence and pride
It’s a cold and dark haven
Dark as the eyes of a Raven
Slick moist black
Unblinking…ope’d wide
As dark as the depths
Of abyssal ocean
As persistent and insistent
As moon’s pull pon’ the tide
Dark and infernal
Yet e’er eternal
Indeed… they have need to hide…
Kept close, deep within
By morals stretched thin
Is the Darkness that dwells
…In man’s mind…
Copyright © David O'Haolin Whalen | Year Posted 2015
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