Black Atlas written by James Gabriel at

Black Atlas

Black Atlas

written by: James Gabriel



obsidian paper etched
with lines of brass
lead me to
the underworld

sword and shield
laid down
I board the raft
oar in hand

past the blackbirds
the dead leaves
lay upon on a still
river dry and floating

branches on both
sides of the
shore give no
quarter or caesura

flies fill my
mouth choking me
as the cloud
rides a warm wind

the black atlas
has many pages
in dead languages
leading all that decipher

its design to
the same place
light vanishes
and sound sinks

to the murky deep

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