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Dark Corner

Poetry By: devilrod

We must laugh at our fears to release them.

Submitted:Feb 28, 2007    Reads: 118    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

In the darkest corner, I cower

With no doorway to symbolize my free will

No walls to symbolize security

I huddle in utter stillness


The most basic of instincts has frozen me here

Like a rabbit sensing it's last moments

The shadow of the hawk

Passing over

When all of my rambling thoughts have run away


Yet at peace, and calm somewhere deep within


For the snap of realization

No worry of pain now

My fear will choke away the last of my senses

This is the end that I have suppressed

That I have shoved away a thousand times

Like hot, constricting sheets over my wild dreams

This is it



And nothing comes

But a burning site in my mind's eye

Grinning, chuckling face of the flower

The Buddha

He asks me why I've painted myself into this corner


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