tagNon-Erotic Poetry11/07 Beyond Coping

11/07 Beyond Coping


There is loneliness at night. Death
creeps close again, a reminder
that nothing here is new, nothing reborn
on this side where hell reigns
and flames burn the soles
of your feet as you run, escaping
the talons of moonless nights
and the nightmares that threaten
to eat you alive, one memory
at a time.

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