Encroaching Darkness

darkness

is washing

over me

like

spilled

black ink

viscous

puddles

on my

skin

like oxygen-rich

blood

iron-tinged air

 

darkness is

icy breath

on the back of

my neck

skeletal

fingers

sensually

stroking

my spine

leaving me

no-comfort

cold

painful goose bumps

raised on my pale skin

 

darkness

is wrapping

its gray smoky

tendrils

around my throat

caressing me

like a lover

who does

not respect

my safe word

tightening

ever so slowly

into a noose

stealing

my breath

stealing

my voice

seeking

to obliterate

to lay waste

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