My sleep is a broken fractured thing I wake frequently to the dark night disoriented out of sync lost in the in-between I am a wanderer in these phantom hours searching the ether for omens portents messages spray painted on tunnel walls of obsidian hunting for clues written in the hidden language used only … Continue reading We Who Haunt the Night
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We Who Haunt the Night
My sleep is a broken fractured thing I wake frequently to the dark night disoriented out of sync lost in the in-between I am a wanderer in these phantom hours searching the ether for omens and portents messages spray painted on tunnel walls of obsidian hunting for clues written in the hidden language used … Continue reading We Who Haunt the Night
We Who Haunt the Night
My sleep is a broken Fractured thing I wake frequently to The dark night Disoriented Out of sync Lost in the in-between I am a wanderer In these phantom hours Searching the ether For omens and portents Messages spray painted On tunnel walls of obsidian Hunting for clues written In the hidden language Used … Continue reading We Who Haunt the Night