To Eat the Light – a poem

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Apathy such as could devour stars

Rises without external cause, broad,

Burgeoning doom laden lack of feeling,

Depth unfathomable in dire unknown consequence,

Ticking.

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The light of those grandest stars reaches not

To these murky deeps wherein darkly dwell

Such emptiness swelling as a dark sun,

Growing, sickly anti-light, a mood

To eat, to be full, to devour the light.

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