In place of shadows
sunspots and creases
an embankment the gray of day seizes
nailed to peril as a savior
pushes out all traces in its labor
Dust and smoke
--the heartless void
above the faded ring of hope
say a sated prayer
for your fellow wayfarer
I'll shield your body between
the rays and surface
I'll be your dark clouded step
when your own feet fail to purchase
into the ground they sink
Jul 14, 2025
Jul 14, 2025 at 5:38 AM UTC
In place of shadows
sunspots and creases
an embankment the gray of day seizes
nailed to peril as a savior
pushes out all traces in its labor
Dust and smoke
--the heartless void
above the faded ring of hope
say a sated prayer
for your fellow wayfarer
I'll shield your body between
the rays and surface
I'll be your dark clouded step
when your own feet fail to purchase
into the ground they sink
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