eternal #12/the battle

I offended the darkness,
by lighting a match!

it was is anxiously repining
in the retreating dimness.

like a melting vintage 16mm film,
that leaves behind
a bare chasm.

but the darkness is cunning,
it is always takes everything back.

when the oxygen runs out,
when the wood burns down.

the gloom devours you entirely,
leaving a bare chasm in your mind.

despair
and burned fingertips.

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