Why don't you come out of the shadows?
Posted to Poetry
by tantricslide on 2002-02-27 21:50:00
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!
