BLACK

LIKE A ROCK
AT THE PIT
OF MY STOMACH
YOU SIT
WAITING TO MOVE
WAITING TO SHIT
NOT GOING
ANYWHERE
WAITING
THERE
A PEPPLE
A STONE
A FLY
GOOD
NOR BAD
NOT SURE
NOT SURE
YOU WAIT
I FEEL YOU INSIDE OF ME
BUT BARELY A SPEC
I CAN MAKE YOU DISAPPEAR
smaller and smaller
until you aren't even
there
here...
OR FEED THAT DEMON
THAT RAVENOUS BLACK
THAT DEEP WELL OF SADNESS
THAT DEEP PIT OF DARK
EMPTY
INSIDE
THE OUTER
SHELL
BLACK
ONLY YOURSELF
THIS PURPOSE SERVES
ONLY YOU REALLY KNOW
IS THAT HOW YOU FEEL
LIKE MAYBE
SOMETHING
MIGHT
BE THERE?
LET IS SHOW
SHY/UNSURE
NOT SURE
HOW TO
BE
YOU
WHEN YOU RETURN TO YOUR SOUL
NOT SO BAD
I SAW A GLIMPSE
SOMETHING GRAY
SOMETHING LAUGHED
SOMETHING CRIED
SOMETHING SOBBED
FROM DEEP
DEEP
INSIDE
I KNOW WHERE YOU ARE
STILL THE SAME
STILL
EMBRACE
YOU