In the centre of my pale moon-face,
aglow with sickness,
two craters -
two sunken eyes.
It takes a little longer to reach
your gaze,
at the end of a long, shadowy corridor.
It is a little frightening to look
so deep into mine.
Dragged in with the tide,
and down by the undertow.
This is where my darker side resides. Here, I delve into the past, upset the dead, channel ghosts, and indulge my neuroses/psychoses/morbid proclivities.
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