The Black Hour
A poem from The Black Hour
The blackest hour holds the key.
My soul releases pain and glee.
Upon the altar - sacrifice.
The guardians of death entice.
Unite with mother, maiden, crone.
Come separate my skin from bone.
Render my carcass, flay my flesh.
My shadow, sun, and moon enmesh.
The Black Hour © 2025 Rena Aliston. All rights reserved.
The Black Hour is a poem from my forthcoming poetry book, The Black Hour: The Hourglass Collection Book 3, which will be released on October 13, 2025.