The dark side calls me
its simple monochrome
tempting with its minimalism.
The dark side draws me
its mystic shadows
fuel for wandering,
in the unsignposted
vaguery of its cloak.
The dark side fills me
with its thirst
for more than the visible.
The night-light
contraction,
contradiction
of its plainsong
feeding on sweet colours
and lusting for beauty.
The dark side calls me
and I am listening
to its siren song.
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