darkness rolls out of darkness
darkness rolls out of darknessspewing itself out into the world
with the self-esteem of the righteous
laughing at the me and the soft spoken
taking it all for albeit attention burning
with a hungry fire of fear me or die
darkness falls asleep like a drunkard
smoldering in dreams of silent tyranny
to the sensation of winds swirling
faster and more to faces laughing
in darkness taking what it wants
walking all over one can comprehend
salutations to the sallow moon ticking
to the brave walking alone breaking
like waves of no tomorrow
there are men at work at dark point
vessels leaving vessels returning
songs rolling like salt in the wind
serpent like a coiled fetus guarding
the fragility of I borne into I see
wherever finds no reason not to
gamble on number seven
the day where all is a thing of the eye
with no wake up calls
Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2015-10-08 at 21:12
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