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a man’s touch
your touch is invisible
and ultimately riven
by reality
what lurks in hellfire
is always more tempting
than what sits ramrod on
a cloud and talks of adherence
to propagation of
the light
I ache to be held in darkness
the only light
a flickering
of painfully red flames
and ultimately riven
by reality
what lurks in hellfire
is always more tempting
than what sits ramrod on
a cloud and talks of adherence
to propagation of
the light
I ache to be held in darkness
the only light
a flickering
of painfully red flames
Published 22nd Jul 2021
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Written for this competition: https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/11977/
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23rd Jul 2021 00:57am
What lurks in hellfire? Hell of course. I dig the last lines.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
