The Black Pool

October 3, 2017

Before me lay a great black pool

So deep, so beautiful

It contained a multitude

A mixture of curious color 

Midnight sky 

Living soil

Red blood

All shown through the surface

Glistening from the source


Drawn to its shores

I stepped into the inky liquid 

I heard the onlookers say

She must be crazy

Doesn't she know?

She'll be stained forever


I knew they were right

And I moved all the faster


I raced past my feet, shins, knees

And as the cool hit my thighs

I dove in, head first

Disappearing into the depths

I felt myself sink 

My form let go 

The fathomless held me

The fullness filled me


They say I resurfaced

After god knows how long

I stepped out of the blackness




And terrifying 


They say I walked away that day

Moved on, silent and changed

Leaving a trail dripping behind me


But for me, I say

The pool remains near

I'd recognize that substance anywhere

It's depth in my bones

It's fullness on my tongue

It's hum in my chest


I know this is the truth

For the black path remains also

But more than drips 

It is the language of the deep

It spells the words that formed the world


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