Shadow's Night
Shadow’s fingers
shred the cloak of midnight:
starry security for my fragile temple.
Shadow’s nails
incise the white porcelain of my neck
with deepened lines of red.
Shadow’s palm
suffocates my breath
and muzzles the wailing cry.
Shadow’s eyes
bore holes into my secrecies
and widen them for ill use.
I’m acquitted only by the sun’s rays.
The fierce irony: handsome night betrays.
Copyright © Sophia Vesely | Year Posted 2020
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