#262 (obsidian)

obsidian

 four dark eggs

spread in a circle

the first cracks

raven wings

tearing through

the lament of

waning candles

’till the last corner

is bursting

with shadows

sipping away

at the night

with onyx

lips

 

© Matthias Geh, 15th May 2018

 


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