In the self-consuming dark

If you think
You’ll find beauty
Under starry nights
Know this:

Falling skies,
Shattered cries
Of pleasure and bliss,
Sunk cities
Of demons reaching
My abyss
Glass towers
Collapsing with a thunder’s hiss;
This is
Where you’ll find
It.

There’s always beauty in
The self-consuming dark,
In the ferocious tempest that
Swallows and spits
Feelings and wishes

Unless you can’t find your other half.

~Aa

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