Reaching In Darkness
In the darkness he resides, awaiting
Coming soon he will escape, to sure bring
His darkness onto the world around him
He feels his darkness brooding to the brim
His strength exceeds the normal of power
And he could reach out killing a flower
He grasps the bark of the tree where he’s trapped
Hoping he can reach in darkness, not strapped
He massages his hands outside his jail
Pulls with the essence of darkness but pale
He can’t bring himself out of his prison
His effort left him numb from this session
Slowly with a growl the witch cowers back
Tucking his hands back inside his pale pack
Russell Sivey
Contest: WITH THESE HANDS
Sponsor: nette onclaud
Visual #3
12/24/2013
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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