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Oh Charon

Where have you carried me

The fell of heavy air

A starless canopy

Treachery led me from shores

What wind brought me?

What tide stole me?

This: heresy of nature

A grand deceit

The great illusion

This Dread grips me with

A chill steals the warmth of blood

Fingers Swathed arteries

Amidst the haze

The light your torch suspends

an aureole glow

Of sour air

Where light strains

To dancing shadow

To frigid depths

Who - muse most cruel

Do senses deceive me

A spell— A mirage— Wake me

What dream has dragged me

Clawing into the air

What shelter a tomb would be

A grave a warm berth

What relief

Wake me from my dreaming

I’m not meant

to toss in waves

Toward foreign shore

Take a hold and Shake my bones

Make them move in earnest

Before this current claims me

Clawing into the air