Racing to the hidden cave
scratched bones upon the wall

a refuge within a darkness
lit of memories told

the warm of fire
shall not engulf the trembling
bodies of fear

It must go out!

but to open the lids of sight
heaving breathes
of the dying
might

dripping sweat falling
into the lines of age

a haunted silence
like lowered clouds of mist

hanging bats twitching to the scuff

insects crawling to dive
deep within the
cusp

as hooves of thunder rolled upon the sky

within my retreat
I guarded
silent

where they shall always

Lie


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