Quiet, now.
For once your fears
or discomfort
are whistled to,
he shall deny them.
But they shan’t

So whisper
to the darkness
that something’s wrong
and let it
echo back.
Or perhaps the abyss
will swallow it.

So hush.
For if wrong’s swallowed
you’ll want it too,
you’ll lean over.
But should someone hear
they’ll pull you back,
and the darkness
won’t disappear.

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