The devil of temptation that smiles out of sight
The great hollowness in the dark deep
The purloiner of my blessèd sleep
I am ablaze with the fire of madness
Stricken ill with the ambition to feel something
More than that which my paper-heart bleeds
Lost in the savagery of this endless wilderness
My sacred Sun deserts me in this black desert
Leaving me as prey to the howling djinn
The searing fields of all my unhidden sins
And the self-loathing of the guilt deserved
M.M.
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