Thursday, June 5, 2008
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i've seen a black hole swirling in the place where i sleep,
it's dark tendrils twisting towards the things that i love.
a massive shadow shell, no cat feet here.
it swallows tears, it bleeds bad intentions.
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3/7/2026 10:40:26 AM # 1.0.0
This poem grips me. The 'black hole swirling' and the 'dark rendrils twisting' terrify me. The line about your flaming words captures poetically the devestation words can sometimes bring. '...It sacrifices my livelihood for slates wiped cleaned...' is a particularly apt phrase. It seems too high a price to be paid. Thank you for the arresting words.