Obsidian

Black milk congeals

oozing through the cracks

Thickly flowing down

ever down

pooling at the bottom

Viscous strings attach

to your heart

flowing in defiance

upwards – into you

Heaviness and tearing dullness

settle into you

rip at you

nip at you

dissolve your being

leaving hollow coldness

Sweat tinged

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