Full of Hell
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Silt pillow, thunderous sheet
River depths abdicate a dream, so sweet
A pitiless cretin tastes the sweat
Dream echoes disparage skull walls
Soured honey in a mouth agape
A Sisyphus drunk and borne of bile
What draws such madness forth?
The frigid rest of a placid thirst
Deepest sleep, bracken grows
Umbiferous, languid shade
Human violence turns the gears
Voices cry, no words form