DEAD WOMAN
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In your room now

She is coming
Coming with an ephemeral glimpse of affect 

A mirage

 

Mercurial, sullen and silent

 

Dreams and words are your sepulcher

What once was so firm now spills over

 
Mercurial, sullen and silent 

 

The light is not with you

The fire takes your hands

Sister of evil
In a mirrored crown

 

Melancholia

 

Illusions endure when senses lie

Riding along the destruction drive

Eyes opaque, the chimera dies
 

Your breath is now dust from where I rise
I swim in the ocean that once was your mind

Standing beside my melancholia