Filled With Ebon Veins

ebon  d a r k n e s s  fills my sleep
and black
are the corridors in my         mind
like veins of need searching for a passage

I am lost in a sea of         doors
and find myself at a decaying (one)
velvet hair  f l o a t i n g
like threads seeking an opening

I gaze at the door's scars
like a road map of   VEINS all tangled      webbed
it stands
like the journey of my ravaged
and twisted  i n k y  path
beyond this door-    is that the sad story of me (?)

MUST abandon all fear and throw open this door
I can hear the obsidian         voices
c o m e        is their dark whisper . . . 
slowly     I step through and then   I am    f a l l i n g
into pitch black   

screaming . . .  

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May 29, 2018


Poetry/Free Verse/filled with ebon veins
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