Chasm

Photo by David Lusvardi on Unsplash

The scars of my sin
Run deep in the desert
Bottomless canyons
On the edge I stand
Swapping riddles with the bones of
The unquiet dead

The serpent doesn't always hiss
Like the snake that it is 
And 
The plague doesn't always stink
Of the grave

The scars of my sin
Write their names on my skin
Running deep
Running deep in the desert
Bottomless chasms
On the edge I stand
Chewing thistles with the bones of
The unquiet dead

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