iii

the cellar door has closed on me
the walls are closing in
i can’t breathe
the air is saturated
with damp and dry rot
the stench
it hangs on me
clinging to my skin
it is so dark
in here
at the bottom
it is so dark
the walls are closing in
i hold my breath
but do not hope
to escape

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