Ominous awe thickening fog as greyness calls the forest deep
To awaken latent auras for yet more nights of sleepless sleep
The sounds are sucked to silence through hidden apertures
And still…so still…the swirling gnaw chills misted overtures
Not a beat nor a rhythm in this opulent breathless drift
There are beings with no form within this demonic shift
Underneath the thickening pall of absorption’s chilling grey
Slick with enveloping vapours whispering, pray…prey…pray.

Copyright Kosmogonic 2018

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