Mine
awake
the crypt is sealed and still
come the dawn
forgotten darkness
I stare
into the emptiness
cast upon this silken surface
while things submerged
whisper and wait
until the sun
begins to drown
this hidden grave
lies
undisturbed
asleep
the crypt is lidless and full
come the dark
I am reminded
I run
for now these waters seethe
with bloated things and screaming things
a mine of monsters
with endless reach
until the son
begins to drown
the grave lies
hidden
undisturbed
The End
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