Consumed

I seek the will to age an hour
In a second's breath, escape from life
In blinking death. Look
Above the overarching eye and seek within
Or perhaps without, hope and mercy
Cast their spells
About pity I know naught
but what I have learned
In grade school. Her name
Is Shadow, in a whisper,
Duck beneath her tattered cape
And snicker
Absent from direct consumption,
Believe you are emotion, escaped.