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Dog Under the Porch


By jamesaguiar - Posted on 06 February 2010

 I'll stay here
Until it passes
The fear
Away from the masses-
The probing glances
The collective surmise
Their kindless eyes.
There is no hate in the dark
I, on this solitary ark
Can vegetate
Ruminate
On this singular pain,
My pounding brain.
I may never go out from under -
There is no wonder
In this
Terrible bliss
which sucks I out of me
Leaving no doubt
That the future terror
Can easily be weathered By a half-dead mind
Whose life's unwound
On this dark cruel ground
Where misery abounds.
Is there a future-
a life to nurture?
A skeletal grin
Derides the inanity
Ultimately, all is vanity.
 
 

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