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The Day That I Stood Still
I fell upon the darkness and slept upon a scream The light of day and dire night divided in between Seeing the light beguiled by night enhanced a morbid dream Surreal a shadow of thyself below above the green The wind the whispers of the world rewinding in a wrath Unsalted by the tastes of time to know thyself unseen To be the bee who can not see the sea to take a bath Accompanied with misery and luxuries of sin Maybe I've crossed and am at loss upon a frightening path If memories massage the me, thus how shall I begin An infant in an idol place to share the curse of breath Living along a war of worlds whose woes I cannot win Enchanted by the light of night defines the dawn of death Conceived deceived believed to weave against the undertow For it is that permanent plight that ends the height of breath Forgive me not, tied in a knot, it is my plot to grow I fell upon a darkness and slept upon a scream Perchance I give myself the blow to meet the cautious crow Seeing the light beguiled by night enhanced a morbid dream An Original Terzanelle L Milton Hankins 4-28-2022
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