SCENT OF DECAY NO. 666

You flaunt your black like a relic of doom,
but I've walked with your demons in narrower rooms.
You tempt with contempt, with the scent of decay
as if I haven't already been living that way.

The Midnight Market does not scare the ones who already shop after dark.
Vintage 12×18 matte. For the fluent. Not the tourists.