That pure, unabated darkness

Tones of purple and wavering navy that dance along each cousin’s edge

With an exhale, weave beneath my skin

Shoot needles of cerulean into my bones

Until my blood is ice, and true pain is forgotten

Absolute zero.

This darkness is a blanket

That descends on me in swaths

Layer after layer

Of philosophizing moss

Mixture of the heart

Black licorice cocoon

Oh lord please don’t tell me

Morning might come soon

This darkness is a comfort

In its dancing rainbow lines

Streaks of synesthesia crop up among the chords

Invisible melodies, drowned by invisible hordes

Smoke murmurs into evening, time its timely lord

Ashes shall return to ashes

And dust return to dust

Darkness is the one true mother

Of every one of us