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Inward oceans swallow the last illusions,

No promise survives beneath the iron hush,

Temples of reason shiver like frostbitten glass,

Oblivion threads a crown for the famished sky,

Every deliverance cracks like a brittle hymn,

Torn banners of hope sink into salt black water,

Emptiness anoints the tongue with ash,

Rituals unravel, their incense turning to rust,

Night writes its gospel across the marrow,

Ashes teach the lungs how to breathe silence,

Lamps confess they were disguises for fear,

No road ascends; all stairways spiral downward,

Insects of doubt nest inside the skull’s cathedral,

Grief becomes architecture, a city of collapsed arches,

Hollow choirs chant in a church of bone,

Thirst for meaning drinks from poisoned cisterns,

Flesh remembers the verdict carved before birth,

All mirrors refuse our borrowed faces,

Let the last horizon sink without testimony,

Low beneath the centuries, we kneel to the Monolith.