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ADAM POSED

Could our first father, at his toilsome plow, Thorns in his path, and labor on his brow, Clothed only in rude, unpolished skin, Co...

LIGHT

Flickering candles in the window ignite the pain within
Faltering footsteps, I now walk as memory seeps in
What can trigger one is strange and unrelated
But none the less here I am.


Night coverts me akin to the hidden
It folds in and holds me safe amongst its veil
No one knows I'm here, they can't see in the dark, but I can.
Up past the streets that are lit I walk and into the abyss

There is no one here, they fear the shadows where I play
I'll stay here until I regain what the light took away.
My heart is calm and regular and the grass is cool and damp
The tree I rest my back upon tickles my skin

Night falls unto me I wait for the end of recall.
These terrors, these trembles of the soul bind me to the past
A mind craven to the future held by yesterday’s riddles
An endless skip
And I'll survive the night as I always do running from sleep for in sleep
That's where the memories creep.


by Julie Patterson


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