In this cave of silence and damp blindness
I came upon a skeleton.
Decayed by time, devoured by the
only sounds I ever hear.

Surrounded by them,
I know how feral devils sound as they feed.
Louder their rage swells.
From hundreds to millions, and I realize…

this skeleton is me.

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