Black Soul Choir

Swallowed whole,
followed
down a dream.

Written
under duress,
at worms’ command,
behind dead eyes.

Can you
taste me?

Between my teeth,
I’m just like you.
An ape
in need of

the bottom.
In some form of
an escape.

The missing link.
Digging
through the ash.

A chemical imbalance,
never alone,
years inside
a memory

not made of flesh
and bone.
But alive, none
the less.

Every man is evil.
Every man’s a liar.
Singing into
a broken
mirror.

Β©2021- JDCIV

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