MÖRKTOBER: 29 – Hole

I’m going to try daily to write something for Morktober. Often these will probably be poems, so come stop by daily to see what I’m up to. All prompts are based off Exeunt Press.

All art by Tony Tran, who also illustrated Horus & Motherfucker! Check out his patreon for more artwork.

Hole

Punch a hole through root and stone
Magick kept, magick unknown
Power surging, he sings alone
Ready to land upon his throne

Drop a stone and listen close
Where’s the bottom, no one knows
This sucking void only he chose
Above swarm the murder of crows

He thrusts his hands up to the sky
No one will ever know quite why
He stabs them down, cackling Die!
A thousand voices dying cry

A bone of throne he sits alone
His horror hole, a black flame shone


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