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Untethered (The Darking 5)
 

~*~

Darking thoughts
fly untethered
in the coldest reaches
of my psyche,
where joy
dares not enter.
Emotional raptors
circling on
the icy breeze,
seeking their
favorite prey...
failure,
fear,
rejection...
all fatted calves
for the Darking's
sharp talons
and unmatched guile.
Tonight I swat away
the thoughts
with ease...
but I fear those days
when I no longer can.

~*~

By Desert Knave

© 2008 Desert Knave (All rights reserved)

 

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