...and
then, the rising tide of the gloom surpassed me
and
I closed the book and said goodbye.
_____________
See
the shadow?
It's
coming down now.
The
ridges the lines – each detail combines
until
you think it is part of you
until
you think it is part of you
until
you think it is part of you.
It
is bright outside
the
light
catches
eyes
closing
them tight
until
you think it is part of you
until
you think it is part of you
until
you think it is part of you.
Tasting
dirt
braced
for more
never
opening any other door
until
you think it is part of you
until
you think it is part of you
until
you think it is part of you
...until
you think it is part of you!
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