Alone- wandering in Earth’s bowels-
Nighted caves heave and bellow
clammy, cold sighs.
Within their antediluvian cores-
I seek the Solace of Despair.
Murky phantoms enchant disturbed minds
Those raped of sustenance, deprived of care
Finger traces in silted thoughts-
corporal artifacts yet remain…
The wandering envelopes me…
O’ lover, my lover
Caves of loneliness-
Moldy boughs touching degenerately-
For wicked abandon I yearn
Unrestrained anguish I’ve earned.