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The Epistle's Breath
In the silence of the epistle's breath,
sealed in the envelope, listening.
Fading to a shade of decaying,
with a sweet scent of death's dew.
Black ink, Encre Noire, touching,
drowning in a sea of dark anemones
of the dark's long throat of night.
But you are not there, only the lonely,
in the silence of the epistle's breath.
sealed in the envelope, listening.
Fading to a shade of decaying,
with a sweet scent of death's dew.
Black ink, Encre Noire, touching,
drowning in a sea of dark anemones
of the dark's long throat of night.
But you are not there, only the lonely,
in the silence of the epistle's breath.
Published 3rd Nov 2023
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