Justine Erskine #00414890
1/23/2021
Wander blind away from
Thebes, where guilt
breaks. It is there
where hearts refuge
& understanding deepens
in the darkness
That chokes the infinite
mind. Do not
despair here over the
begging grip of
the betrayed and innocent
who desperately hold
Fragments of squalid decay.
They are ambivalent ghosts
pressing with violence
on paths made
for treading softly.
She wanders there too
with a collection
of me. Find her
& breathe.
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