Flesh

The darkness upon me like shattered cold night
drapes over shoulders and faces and light
I will go down again
Still there remains a cold river.

I feel naught in numbness that opens my eyes
I look not for help in the dark starless skies
I will not rise again
The water flows swiftly at night.

Down in the dark beneath happy hold
Where naught but the monsters live to grow old
Fear is the outsider’s friend
Living is war in the heart.

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