The Hollow Quarter

Raise the glass
To your cracked lips
The thirst stretches
To your fingertips
Toxic nectar
Of forbidden gods
Burns down this trite façade

The shadows around you
Begin to shift
You sense a fracture
Entropic rift
Stride toward the entrance
To the nightmare realm
Your reason is no longer at the helm

Empty eyes see all
Let go your pride
Embrace the fall

Feel your flesh
Slough away
Give in to
Sweet decay
As your bones
Begin to crack
You'll learn that absence isn't always lack



Credits
Writer(s): Seth Biskind
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