Sunday, December 07, 2014

following fear


into the fade
on wobble legs
remembering there exists
locked up safe, for two decades
the diary, without daylight
where words of extraordinary cruelty
were scored with my involuntary hand
on a spiral evening
where the power of the moment
directed the power of the word
where there is no forgiveness
for extreme youth
following fear, forever
to subvert time
and discard weapons
at regular intervals
until I am defenseless enough
to come back to life

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