Wrapt in darkness

blood and black oil seeping from garbage tank,
falling backwards into the comforting satin sheets of pure warm darkness,
sanguinely listening taken aback, brown maggots the color of heroin
shadows seeping thru dry cracked roofboards, emitting,
lilac, rosemary,wafting down from all the clouds the guardians of heaven

suck between a bushel of moss called temptation as a turtle approaches slowly like the changing seasons
deceptive comfort,

Will the next one be about happy clouds, puppy dogs, and rainbows?
a reply to: Mousygretchen