Day: Apr 2, 2016

The Smiling Face of Darkness [poem]

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I know what darkness is.
I’ve seen its face.
I’ve run my fingers through its hair
to see if it was real
and so it is (but yet is also not).
I’ve also touched its broken nails
when it shook me by the hand
(a slithery secret handshake
with the scales and skin of rattlesnake)
while smiling all the way —
a smile I know so well —
(it takes me for a fool)
a grimace straight from hell.

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