Hallowed Ground © Lyn Crain — lyncrain

A Dark poem for the Dark season from my favorite poet.  As usual, all is not what it seems.

 

“Hallowed Ground”

by Lyn Crain

I wandered lonely as a cloud,

pardon my writhing messages

that burst from the shadows

consumed in this fiery furnace

of my coffee stained soul.

Remorse and sin are at the root

of my rabid dog hatred infesting

the blurred lines of my agonized memories.

Driven by my hunger for love

I sought asylum on a mortuary slab.

via Hallowed Ground © Lyn Crain — lyncrain