The Well

I murder myself
Day after day arcing into the night
A slow walk in the dark
With steps that echo and burn
Of a slow pain never ceasing ~
I stumble with madness and thirst
Towards ancient stones
Reaching in depths i cup my hands
With almond blue water ~
And drink from a well
I have poisoned
Again and again

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