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March 2015

Killer Cure

Slowly suppressing the pain,
Addressing the shame,
Assessing the blame;
How it lies as I lie.
Surely I’m passing the days
In difficult ways,
Just another bad phase;
Will they die as I die?

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Dazzling

Hooded eyes shade
Bright malice squinting,
Glinting, staring to the back.
Bloodied mind hates
Light-loaded thieves,
Breathes, sharing out the flack.
A daylight break
For ones own sake,
A brief escape
And back again to
Hooded eyes made
Vile through hating,
Waiting, for one to step back.

Shadder

The overheads flicker.
Apocalyptic shadows twitch and writhe,
Altered shapes broke yet lithe,
Startled shapes,
Twisted.
Alive.
Corners, corners!
Beware the angles where devils lie,
Malign forms, bleak and dry,
Gnarled faces,
Snarling,
Cry.

Feed Me

The feed means nothing,
Just cold, cold and dark,
Stabs and needles
Across the heart.
Meaningless, grey,
Red banner alerts.
Knowing not with what
Hell-Devil it flirts.

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