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Dark Poetry #4

The Other Me

writergrl
Member

since 2006-10-30

Posts 73
Las Vegas, Nevada

0 posted 2006-10-31 03:17 PM

Dark cataclysm screams out in waves,
speak tongues to an evil folly, shivering
ghosts wiping the hours from my face.

Not bound as the same fate as the other me,
it exalts as the riddler of the dark that fights
to use my death as a canticle for peace.

Conjuror of cheap tricks stands on the edge
of a knife facing into a mirror that shows
both sides of me, scourging its own
dungeon like a quarry slave.

When that side of me reaches for the prize
what’s left weeps into sacred echoes, as I
confront the demon into a bloody battle
between benevolence and degradation.

I throw my hate into the storm of the stranger
inside me, the one sired for purpose of slaying
the undead.

But as if by chance I slide beneath the sting of
vinegar’s mortality, unshackled arms reaching out
to embrace the only me that remains.

writergrl ©

"You cannot stain a black coat."
Nicholas Nickleby

Mr. Omniscient
Member

since 2006-10-28

Posts 134

1 posted 2006-10-31 10:43 PM

Well written and thought out poem. Nice work.

writergrl
Member

since 2006-10-30

Posts 73
Las Vegas, Nevada

2 posted 2006-11-01 11:02 AM

thank you so much for stopping by.

"You cannot stain a black coat."
Nicholas Nickleby

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