I embraced an aloof but omnipresent friend today - Despair. I don't know what it is about him - his brooding looks, the way he holds
Despair's hold
Brooding in miserable company
He still holds his robed arms for my embrace
Prepared to absorb my shriveled hopes
To fuel his vacuum of a heart
Because his lost the will to beat so long ago
And when he held me, I felt death
Anything I once was diminished
As his skeletal frame absorbed my livelihood
I knew him
His love was like a black silk blanket that was pinned at its perimeters
His love was like the stale air of a long-locked basement
His love, my love's love, was the lack of air in my lungs because his air was all-consuming
I recall how his phalanges stroked my clammy epidermis, tracing the words of forfeited dreams with his inky touch
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