Sacrifice
An ink spilled indigo evening
Eliciting ice pricked thoughts
Ominously blotched,vague evil
A witch’s carbonaceous sunset, black catted
Distant but wraps its claws around
Your neck in an instant
I’m not afraid though
I’m the prey wandering
Naked in the woods
Hoping you’ll choose me
For your nightly sacrifice
Even that would be a blessing
Knowing some seer believes
I have an ultimate purpose
My shivering flesh a pale feast
And ritualistically, at least,
Not worthless
Tinder to a great blazing pyre
My soul bounding between
Skeletal trees with a herd
Of dull-eyed deer
10/25/22
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