The Darkest of Nights

The skin coils

from the ashtray

and falls in scabs

like snowflakes

something's drippin' off me
like blood
or oil

it drips upwards

to the skies

it fills the Moon

A cat Hisses

As I stride past

The rats run hidin'

I look at them
from the depths of my room

Where does

this Ghost go?

I see myself

in the distance

what am I?

This is it
no doubt
The Darkest of Nights