‘Ere Dawn



I sweat an angst of present blackness.

Ebony chokes tight against my hurried heart.

Thoughts bitter bubble up breathe putrid ash
And drain a molten cornucopia.


I beg a remedy quells all taint of fears.

Pray darkness light relentless shines the Truth of them,

Shudders, shakes and spits out all the lies they cannot hide.

I pray quick comes the roaring stillness tells the dawn survives.


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