What Lies Beneath
As the blackest nights beget,
wickest gleams fall clear,
Beneath a subtle of sore,
buried deep, under own vamoose,
A stalking linger, patience of a moon,
Dreams for chance, its seal break loose,
Lurking, glancing,
my core froze,
a pick to starve it out,
slay it still,
prowling teeth grow near,
an offer his lips chose,
a fierce eye torched,
a sneer inflamed,
why destroy a thing,
desperate to be tamed.
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Posted Sep 30, 2022, 6:46 AM UTC
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