Refuge of Rot and Rock

from by MISANDR



I am a child born of rain and rock
sea and stone
tree and tempest
I dwell between the seasons

summer will blister
and winter will burn
an absent sense of self in the rot
I exist for the lash of the rain
the hammer of the storm

I find solace in the clouds and the waves
never to bask in the light of the sun
my flesh ever reeks of salt and sap
a terror without end

ideals and utopias
flirt with despond
and forever
in the infantile dark
I struggle to become more than this

another feeble voice shouting at fog


from Absence of Absolution, released October 11, 2016



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