Dark Murmurs

Your voice
becomes a shadow
breathless
aft the fall

Whose words
deform in Satan’s grace
speechless
— yet they call

(Dreamsleep: 12-19-2024)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Rodrigues Avatar
December 19, 2024 at 8:25 AM
Haunting… wow! Merry Christmas, dear poet!
Behm Avatar
December 19, 2024 at 9:36 AM
Thanks Kim. Merry Christmas to you and yours.
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