on the season of darkness

Darkness sets in as my face angles towards the burning sun.

Rays like fire. Embers in the tempest of my soul.

Lenses stained mud. Mixing of dull ochre and sodium chloride.

Music. A cold whir of endless dripping lamentations.

 

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