Hollow

For is quiet that sits the mist

please the night

that peaceful sound

swallow hollow 

soothing calm

freezing fear cools down

sudden warmth 

running wrath 

enough.

Silent virtues 

sometimes plane

silent curses

silence stains

who’d ever find 

in it a lasting friend

goddess remains

wise to cleanse its veins

in solemn drunken pain

for quiet reigns

that peace in vain.

 

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