Works

In’ard

​Chasm.

Scarred face.

Shimmering mountain tops .

Bulging crimson marks upon the face.

The seething dark pulling and daring

“You love me, you want me,”

The darkness entrances.

Tru-la-la, Bru-la-la, dada-daa.

Wriggling necks 

Thrumming temples

Searing screams. 

Shadows dance in the folds,

Shifting and shaping.

Hwaaa! Ahhh! Aiiii!

It echoes and echoes and echoes until…

You are here now. 

Behind the white eyes,

Sinking…

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