Tremendum Theophaniam by J.D. Holloway
i swallowed a
deep and intricate flail
and the hyena licked my wounds
said i, “let us dream in pleasant darkness”
but her osculation endeavored unsuccessfully
for the wound was within and she without
I ripped the flail from inside my flesh;
the blades cut deep into my soul;
streaks of wounded tissue
and
from
the
darkness
it never heard my awful croon
walking the deck of this sinking ship,
i turned to you and inquired if i would ever again see lumina lumen
but your voice remained silent
and your lust, abound
despair crept into my aching mind as i stared into the cold abyss
“I am here whether you acknowledge me or not,” said the Deep
“I am here whether you acknowledge me or not,” said the Deep
the strongest sense of horror awakened my Soul
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