*for Jonathan Walsh, You Cannot Hide from Me Forever……
I WANTED TO HIDE/I WAS NOT DEAD?/THERE WERE
BAD THOUGHTS IN MY HEAD/
WHICH TOLD ME TO
SLAY AND MURDER
AND KILL/AND DELIGHT IN THE SLAUGHTER WITH THE BLOOD
OF INNOCENTS/GLUTTED AND GORGED UPON, MADE FAT,
AND RIPE
LIKE A ROACH
IN THE DARK/RUNNING
FROM THE LIGHT……..TO BE
AND HIDE ALONE/
TO BE ALONE WITH GUILT; AND TO TASTE IT AND LICK IT
AND LOVE IT LIKE A MADMAN SQUATTING
IN HIS OWN SHIT
SHRIEKING LIKE A LUNATIC:/
“THE LIGHT WILL NOT ENTER ME!”/I’M SECURE
IN THE DARK/HERE IT’S SAFE TO BE SICK WITH MY SECRETS
AND DIE FOR THEM
“S C A R E D”
NOBODY
LOVES ME/
20, JUNE 1997
Poetry From the Feast of Fear SERIES # 1
I’M NOT AFRAID OF THE DARK #49
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