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Sunlit porch dimmed by the sensation
Your alluring gloom, my fascination
Stark battle lines within me divided 
The siren call of self-degradation
Serpent and preacher wrestling inside 
Moving feet kill the negotiation

Ah, to circle your star’s periphery
Feel your dying light irradiate me
Drawn ever down by fell gravity
It chains me deep within my core
Snuffing out cool light of purity
A decaying orbit evermore

Light consumed by the fascination
Dank air, charred fragrance of damnation
Our baleful destiny is quickening
Eyes lock, ineluctable fixation
Within my throat, it rises, sickening
Yearning for ebony immolation

Entangled by the melodrama 
Of this dying star’s miasma
In its final desperate brilliance 
Inexorably rendering my heart
Falling, falling, for the killing
As the black hole pulls it apart

Deep in me swells her dark radiance
Cry desperate plea to other luminance
Every atom screaming temptation
Sweet agony of impending corruption
Yet it cracks with frosty hesitation 
My supernova of self-destruction

Roaring deafness to echoing silence
Cold, vacant throne of inner tyrant
Flame of wayward desire’s treachery
Quenched by inscrutable mystery
Deepest soul plea answered, leaving me
Just cold embers of pitch black memory

6/1/16
© Thomas W. Quigley

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