DRUNKARD
stumbling down
stairs bloody red
turn the lights
darkness is easy to cope with
when I've known it
You are my prize
a special guest
Why did you turn?
terror awaits at hand
heart throat
mind's eye
crown of head
Candlewicks dance against the wall
illuminating well
strange exhausting fumes
satiate your lungs
Calamity resides
your euligy I give
I am swept back
roll down six across four
flash-in-pan
roll down six across four
flash-in-pan
down across in
Fabric walls nullify
a hammering cry
stairs turn
lights dim
mourning ends
we know this darkness we share
You are my prize
a special guest
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