Numbness coarses, greedily digesting a soul:
Too weak to reflect in these muddy waters,
But shimmering - simmering - in envy
Selfish, glaring and seeping -
A deluge of broken, sharp pieces
A solemn mist through drowning vision,
Settling with a sigh upon condemned thoughts
Night Must Fall
Friday, 1 March 2013
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