Groveling

                               I

Dreamless pools of shadow water

lines of sadness pressed around

      immutable

rock hard, pushing from underneath

     sacrifice of strength

of gentle spark

of life

     ancient nomad

dry cold paining breath

      wisdom

locked up in loss

draining her will

      her source

soul cries out in fear

alone in velvet darkness

      an underground black

chilling to the touch

      leper of life

heeds not

       alone

 

                       II

tunnel rat

words of sages unheeded

uncaring fate

        twisting tiny tunnel

dark as death

        seamless line between

wake and sleep

reality and fantasy

         this is not reality

no escape

 

                   III

In deepest darkness met

         two pairs of eyes

unseeing but knowing

unsurmountable desire

         feeling the void

slowly fill

         impossible tear

slides down dirty cheek

       yet remains pure, untainted

by the hate-scorched grime

       of god’s forgotten

                        forsaken

a touch like silk

       of ready lips

truth known

      as one

hearts flutter....stop

as hell is given up

alone

            fighting

together

              it is won

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