Twisted

It is a darkness

that brings with it

no comfort

no peace

A space to wait:

for breath

for rest

for what comes next

And when he finds us here

I see:

my own

crossroads demon

bartering

bargaining

and wheeling his eternal deals

standing on the souls

of my children

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