saluting the darkness

the devils whisper nightmares
into the strands of my hair
and the white of my eyes
rolled shut and blind

and i awake from a nightmare
falling into another
like a wave that meets no shore
one more twist of
sweat stained
torn sheets
soaked with pain and
aching restraint

i converse with a world of
bane, pierced and crushed
deflated of all crisp and cornered memories

devils, they whisper
they scrape into the beads of my minds
stretching me awake
with a scream that etches a
blackhole
in the light of the world

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