Jul 2019
I drink of Darkness
Under the pure skin of night
Where Shadows pool
In my cupped hands.
I drink of Darkness.
I drown in it.
I Revel in its sorrow
It's oily tears.
I sink under its billows.
The Bellows of its lungs.
Which fill with the phlegm
Of the countless dogs
Who drink of it.
I look up at the auburn sky.
For the sake of the devil
Starless.
I drink of Darkness.
Like a pool which is a
Septic morass
Of nightcrawlers.
I drink of Darkness.
Bailing with no raft.
A soul eclipsed
By nothing.
Under the pure skin of night
Where Shadows pool
In my cupped hands.
I drink of Darkness.
I drown in it.
I Revel in its sorrow
It's oily tears.
I sink under its billows.
The Bellows of its lungs.
Which fill with the phlegm
Of the countless dogs
Who drink of it.
I look up at the auburn sky.
For the sake of the devil
Starless.
I drink of Darkness.
Like a pool which is a
Septic morass
Of nightcrawlers.
I drink of Darkness.
Bailing with no raft.
A soul eclipsed
By nothing.
There was a time when I used to love the night. When I was an addict and I was looking for my fix. I used to love to go out at night. It was very dangerous where I lived, but that did not matter to me at the time. I simply wanted my *******. Thank God I found the savior! Jesus Christ literally saved my life.
