Deep Inside

Don’t tell

me

what I

already know

 

Don’t give

me

what I

already have

 

Don’t take

me

where I’ve

already been

 

Don’t play

me

what I’ve 

already heard

 

Dissuading

moments

when left 

unbound

 

Preempt

the silence

a devil’s

sound

 

But deep

inside

satanic

winds

 

A Savior

whispers

beyond

— the din

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2025)

 

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