Ink in the deepest veins

coursing and flooding out to the plains

choked and wretched breathing

miasma where the pure should dwell

broken and yet so right, this alchemical spell

a balm to the wayward magus

crawling toward the promises made

when secrets bled and died

among a forest of tall reeds

stumbling along the road to solstice

Had an idea for a new story. We’ll see what happens…

Photo by Katrin Hauf on Unsplash

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