O hear, darkness,
bear us down to the sea
speed our life swiftly
to the sea of time.
The age now satisfied,
come as we wished.
Approach alone,
the pilgrims,
to speak with the dead.
Strange, I see a ship,
this nightmare for me,
invaded by phantoms.
ABOUT:
This poem was cut from Joseph Conrad’s Heart of Darkness in the following BLACKOUT GAMES book:
Pen's Ink 