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Clutching At Straws

in the twilight hours
when all is deathly quiet
i lay awake
clutching at straws 

i watch over you
with all the vigilance
i can muster
holding my breath as if

as if i might protect you
as if i could fight off the ravages
of time and the venom inside you
the cancer that eats away at you

i refuse to close my eyes
so not to hear the thunder
of raging lynchmen
madly riding their horses
through the fog of night

in the twilight hours
when all is deathly quiet
i lay awake
on the lookout
clutching at straws 



AP: Honorable Mention 2020
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Bangalee Avatar
September 13, 2020 at 11:23 PM
this is the life wherein every stress, distress though not allow living yet we have to live anyhow. let the pains, pangs, agonies die somehow through the love for life...great write
Gauthier Avatar
September 15, 2020 at 11:43 AM
Thanks, Mahtab. Never a dull moment ~
Roper Avatar
September 13, 2020 at 9:22 PM
Amazing; your heart felt emotions and thoughts are truly felt in this verse. Bless you and yours with lots of prayers and hugs. Also, good luck in the contest.
Gauthier Avatar
September 15, 2020 at 11:43 AM
Thank you so much, Eve. Most appreciated ~
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