I've an ache inside my head
too far back to reach
and this thing I can't grasp
is the only thing I keep-
the tiny moths of undying decay
flower before my touch
just black rainbows
this is madness
so dispose of your hope
or I'll do it myself
just as quickly
twice as hard
all over you
©John Edward Smith Jr.
a solitary record of the Blackhole disease and the Queen’s advent, shattering presence and consuming love
Saturday, March 21, 2026
1. Ache
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