the dark was hungry. the dark is always devouring.
SUSURROUS OF NIGHT - LONG SLEEP / SUSURROUS OF DISENCHANTED CENTURY . murmurs of the eidolons that plagued his deathbed , this absent grove in which he would rest asunder from dawn & asunder from day . HE , dying , obliviate , undying . a SHELL of a man , hollow / ⦑ NEW PERSON , SAME OLD MISTAKES . ⦒ not even mask has changed , steel of this spine un - rusted , gone with the strike of woe .
DARK . dark devours not its own men . four - legged , two - legged , short - legged things & no - legged things . prowls the woods , assaulting the badlands , 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚢𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚑 . it spills , mills of blood , a queue to its massacre —— - blood commands blood & blood commands entropy . he commands a means to fight off a gaping mouth , claw - toothed , consuming / in that , he commands nothing but the illusion of liberty & self .
abience , words / words , abience . ❛ i grow tired of these things . i am tired of the dark . ❜ it has spit you out to be mauled by its teeth , fed to its rodents , fed to its roaches . but a hound too revels in canines & the strength of its maw , bruising of its howl .
the wanderer is tired of this talk of feasts .
❛ a single lifetime without it —— - i am weary . ❜
