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Why don't you come out of the shadows?

Posted to Poetry




What do you really look like?
You're afraid of something aren't you?
What is it your afraide of?

Beyond the figure in the shadows
is a glass door.

I hear children singing
I feel lost

I study the figure in the shadows.
Its not as big as it once was
I ask " who are you"
---no response

I ask "by what right is that door closed"
---no response

I ask "What the hell is wrong with Blakes dogs"
--- I hear laughter

I peee on myself and go to bed .......
the end!