dark waters, me/

November 23, 2021 / Michael Raven

barrow wight scratching
woad skindeep the sigils keep
stitching lips sealed
bonewright waters wash
the rocks blood clean
hallooooo shudders the bellman
ringing thunder from hand
the emaciated aghoul 
stares vacant, cavernous
i was he above
the stormwrought sea

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