attenuation,
all still nameless and beautiful,
his eyes were open;
the lamp and the shadows.
"departure from the night"
he said endlessly from below
the dark demanding
forgiveness anyway.
the boy in his bones
screams of ravens
on a scarecrow in a
snow-covered corn field.
past time.
the man in his head kneels,
always kneels.
Jan 31, 2021
Jan 31, 2021 at 3:43 AM UTC
attenuation,
all still nameless and beautiful,
his eyes were open;
the lamp and the shadows.
"departure from the night"
he said endlessly from below
the dark demanding
forgiveness anyway.
the boy in his bones
screams of ravens
on a scarecrow in a
snow-covered corn field.
past time.
the man in his head kneels,
always kneels.
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