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Horrible lantern heart.

 Darkness instead of light.

Good metal rusted 

pumping the smell of blood 

crumbling things 

never ending decay,

 only spreading, breeding, seeding. 

In the dark, 

in the wet hot dark. 

The breath of something 

coming. 

The breath of a jungle cat, 

the breath of fever 

madness, 

the breath of something wounded,

wheezing 

 Death, dying itself,

 but spreading

dying out, 

Blood letting
death leak out 

It hunts and stalks in the depths of the earth.