Darkest Apathy

Through an aperture

In my darkest apathy,

A fanatic sings

A haunting song of dread,

Reaching inside my head.

With a scratch of nails

From the track-traced and pin-pricked vein

Of distant empyreal azure,

A bloodcrow

Attempts to throw

An ancient whalebone

For inspiration –

But my apathy

Can’t reach it.


© Kim M. Russell, 2015

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