Dark Center

Dig a little deeper

Under-in the skin

Shed off the husk

Digging deeper now

Facing the darkest center

Old soul

Under soot

Dust the bastard off

Black heart

Failure in the longest line

It’s mine

It’s mine

There

In the lung

There is a blight

Entire worlds devoid of light

Suns have shed their surface

Binary systems

Without one star

Dead worlds

---Eugene Argent