My Dark Soul

A poem about fighting darkness.

Reclining naked woman. Knielend vrouwelijk naakt (ca. 1913–1942) by Jacob Merkelbach. Original from The Rijksmuseum

Out of the dark night
she emerges,
her mouth remains open
to swallow men.
She has no tongue or teeth, just an endless
abyss
shaped like a circle that I
can’t stop staring
at, because she’s me,
looking at me
whilst I look at myself.