Soul Market

March 25, 2010
In the midst of the smoke
Grayness, dark flickers
and mist merges
Shadows gliding here, there
A warm glow bathes me
And I walk towards it
Dragging my feet
Through skeletons
Chatter of devils dealing death
Deaf to my ears
I only
hear smell feel see
the presence that drowns me
my body aglow
my mind anew
my heart, purchased

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