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Dec 2019
with glinted cream, I caught the gleam
of an object by my left side.
i reached down low to catch the glow
it left me heightened and electrified

it melted in my hands, dripped in fluorescent bands
cooled all my open wounds.
soothed my aches, mended all my breaks
it left me strong and vanished soon

feeling revitalized, as if back from my demise
i began to prop myself up lightly.
the space was cramped, dank and damp
it was cold and i struggled mightily

the orb revisited me, mocked my vain attempts to flee
i lunged at it's fiendish chords.
it posited one, ultimatum
it's presence causing great discord

"Give to me what I decree,
you'll be released from your ensnarement.
Deny my request, and you'll have at best
a life of such internment"

"Tell me please how to cease,
this confinement, and utter ruin."
"Give me back what I now lack,
the orbit I once flew in."

cupping the sphere, i pitched it from here
to it's proper dwelling place.
i was released from the shell, the walled in hell
and found me looking into my own face

the truth now clear, the thing sought to endear
a host to spread it's poison.
to deliver abroad, the saintly and flawed
it's venom to penetrate and moisten

i am the host and deliver the most
vile uttering of it's origin.
i am the first and i know that you thirst
for the poison i now relish in.
Written by
jughead jones  29/M
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