Darksodarkthedarkness Lies
Crackling embers break the silence
dark,so dark the darkness lies
at the edges of the forest
Do you see the secret eyes?
deep so deep the running river
at the edges of my hands
dangling fingers in the circles
of the patterns of my plans
something says I see you sleeping
something says I'm right behind
something silver in the moonlight
something slips inside my mind
all around the circle broken
by the breathing
by the breath
by the certainty unspoken
by the brilliant smell
of death.
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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