Interparoxysm The gloom of mind, suggestible, Below that is what lies Below the vacuum is the sky I dwell beneath—lantern on its side Entering the abyss carts me away In sorrow, courage seeks me And I leaden my heart— This is a way to seek truth, But—know there will be no proof A vengeance is here, claims are false Of this ruby soul— I mean to absolve The heart of its gold It must turn to liquid heat In reverence of what it knows Alas, this is nought but hollow I have sought peace and found it Bellowing from its foetal tower It calms, it mends, but I, in death’s hour Must never concede to cry away this power He watches, he watches ever more Endurance is mine, patience is his, As he waits to claim my life as his own Angel or Devil, I will finally know When, upon departure— I will finally know.

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