Orb Obsurat Poem by Christoph Praus

Orb Obsurat



It is as a pearl plucked,
Smooth, starred with terrible beauty,
Within its sphere horrors abide,
Dark anxieties that can't be hid,
Demonic lurking dutiful things,
To which good dreams are duly sucked.

Saturday, February 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: horror
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