To Hell With Poetry
Those things….damn things
the mind cannot explain
nor grasp…..damn things
those things……
Visions…..never clear
tainted bloodless fear
painting darkened dreams
of things…..damned things
those things…..
Horrors…..of a faded past
etching themselves
into an ever present
future……of things
those things…..damned things
scratching at the door
peering through times window
those things…..relentless things
tormented things
damned things…..
Evil’s things…damned things
demons….. confined
to everlasting life
within the death
of living things…..damned things
Those things…..
John G. Lawless
©3/6/2019
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