they wait
these captive shadows pendulous with
the weight of expectation
your every keystroke a tiny death
calcifying that fervid dream that once roused you
in the apocalyptic night
you stand corrected
tearing at the charioteer’s bit
pursued by a mechanism of your own making
shambolic monsters of inconsequential thought
brought from the chthonic darkness
to sprawl helplessly eviscerated on the page
as you learn to eat your young to survive
(2024)
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