Oh darkness You alchemy of God You pithy black nothingness I ought to punch you For the wreck of your associates Evil and filth and death If only I could find the neck of you You ungrippable absence Oh darkness You friend of the friendless Could I call you a comfort? When I wake in the night You bury me in the blanket of your folds A closeness part…
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