10/7

today marks the day
poe died
the ravens circle the sky
autumn falls
as the world
begins to slumber
to dream
a restless sleep
filled
with haunting cries

the chill wind carries
the smell of burning pitch
brick by brick
the amontillado beckons
that cursed eye
unblinking
as usher falls
leaving mortar to coat
the masque of red death

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