December 10, 2012

• Poems 12/7-12/8

  Two short ones, inspired by the cold rain.

  Creeping Death

  Fear, unknown
  Fever, gnawing
  Quaking, uncertainty
  Leaning, inward
  Crushing, bones
  Penetrating, viscera
  Piercing, duodenum
  Pressing, organs
  Squeezing, lungs
  Heart, arrested

  In Plain Sight

  Its easier to hide behind
  hyperbole and metaphor,
  mask myself in allegory,
  ease the ache with a parable.
  Words are simple when they are written
  and yet confound and ridicule
  when they need a voice.

  Fear

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