Vigil
A #poetry thread

i.

A portal with a warning line,
this cave’s mouth made of blackened stone.
A journey split from mortal time —
into the black. Cries, echoes, groans.

Down I descend to frozen depths.
A poet, partner, pulls me on
past popes and princes who, plaintive, wept
for what to them is neverdawn.

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