Darklight Gleaming
Darklight gleaming-softly enfolding like a veil of smoke...bitter and achingly arid like a desert breeze.
language shatters-words failing me once again,
like a dried stick broken against the stone!
A trickle of blood-signing a frigid glyph of anguish-
and dark brooding has my life become.
Not a smile is this- this is
the glistening tooth that rends the fabric of time...
and this shattered glass dreaming
is all that is left in the night.
The head cocked to the side-
fervently listening for the rasp of the breathing
of the cornered prey...
I hunt you through the labyrinth of Mind
and cast a yellowed eye skyward at the moon-
a moonlight which cannot hide these tears
that chase sanity from me
into the darklight gleaming...
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