The Void

ringing three times
in dead of night
the bells
the bells
the bells__peal

moving between dark heavy hours
sunless under a new moon
silver black silver
no where to turn

caught in a labyrinth of time
all hang on the fringe
three times three times three
stars burn and die
they move,slow weary blind__

beginning-end
light-dark
dense-knot
wound-tight
faster faster
east-west-north-south

a clot,pure dark matter
ravenous,swallows whole
flesh blood bone mind
until__

time,endless time
silently falls
spinning
spinning
spinning
now, now__all is void

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About Cassiopeia Rises

I am an artist and a poet writing and living in NYC.
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