Deep
06/09/2026
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ScottNovice Poet

Unseelie (2)

a thousand voices raging in your ear pleading “let us in!” “let us in!” so we can feast upon your soul burns away all the light within us until we are dark as charcoal becoming just another moonlit shadow wailing upon the moor obscene shapes barely human brooding beasts shambling toward the city ruins on all fours seeking bloodlust, insatiable desires invoking evil rites of passage insanity erasing the circle marching to the drumbeat of war irradiated shadows burnt into the stone silence after the screams

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