The Darkener's Console

The canary chirps, slightly off-key, an aria from a forgotten opera.

Rift —

Pull me
In the other direction
Rift

My thoughts
Are scrambled
With

A nail in the coffin
And all you’ve been scoffing
And all I’ve been wanting

Is to feel

Lull me
Into your misconception
Fit

You are
A cannibal
Gift

I’ve done all my talking
And you’ve started walking
Away

From me


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