Span of Black Nihility
A wretched life, unwholly lived.
Drowning in the blackest of wings.
Thoughts lay besieged, baited and lured.
Distilled, given form, adroit, tenebrous.
A wretched life, unwholly lived.
Drowning in the blackest of wings.
A mirthless laugh, a clawed at scab,
dull distractions, dull distractions.
Sunless sail, wash over me,
too vast to see, billowing.
And lo, for the earth was void of form and shape,
and darkness was all over the face of the deep.
And we said,
Look at that fucker dance!
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