Crystal Hell

Into a crystal hell
long time I fell
never knowing
what might be growing
in a once-familiar place whose memory’s now dispelled.

My brain a wad of cotton
i’ve not forgotten
there’s a place
where a friendly face
faithfully awaits my return from among the misbegotten.

Perhaps a day shall come
upon which some
cherished dreams
from out the screams
may yet emerge to spread gossamer wings beneath the sun.

for Amadeus Asmodeus



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