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the portal in my living room
is pulsing a half heart beat glows behind cloaked figures next to the dead black goat blood draining into the ether this other dimension smiles at me my anger bleeds darkness every time i shed a tear the basement opens time dissolves feel the old bricks minotaurs lay at your feet the steps go down in a spiral an altar of bones is in the window time has gone by float with the crone the black mirror pulls me stretch this consciousness to beyond i lost my face now my eyes glow in the night creatures beside me scream without sound i shut their mouths and pull them to my heart come here rest in these black wings learn how to fly learn how to fall
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AuthorMichelle Tinklepaugh Archives
June 2023
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