The Hole

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Walk away, leave me here to sleep,
Warm in the shadows, here in the deep.
Wanting me is just a waste of your time,
Like reforming the bowels of a bloody crime.

Give me nothing, leave me here alone,
Cold in my shrine with just my skin and bones.
Don’t give me that look of sympathy and dread,
Even though I’m not with you, I’m certainly not dead.

 

Written March 13, 2012
Prompt: Mag 108