alveoli

deep down inside
there is an alveoli
a pit so dark
i fear it has never
known the light

scrapings of ink
a whirling dervish
of amniotic dismay
tentacled with
tiny voids in
the place of suckers
as the beak of
a great beast calls
a sinuous form sliding
in the soulcurrents
waves of pulsing
demonic dissention

an alveoli abstraction
a dire deviation
a fragment of nothing
coalesced in flesh
prismatic delusions
in shades of black
a serpentine shadow
across the blighted
inner turmoils
pustulent cysts like
barnacles on dream

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