The World Of Warcraft

More then I would have
I regard these minds
From shallow rivers
Strong currents
Blocking everything that’s fluent

I here am broken
Ending my touches
In these lit evenings
Dreaming of being
Lonely and far away from you

Night that shy little witch falls
Hiking up it’s skirts
Flickering the stars
Crashing out of the darknesses
Blown up in spaces thoughts could never intimate

Dreams live in these blacknesses
In the minds of these dark gods
The rising tides of shadows
Hiding obscure the vastnesses of matter
Formless in being to release

Widening the gyre
The falcon takes it’s bride
In its flight
To the orbital end
Obsidian like the raven

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