Slippery Slide Into Oblivion

A short tale of fright.


Delicate guarded secrets
Terrible shrieking indifference
See you scowling at the sun
Unseen eyes tell you to flee
Creeping voices send you warning
Shaken pealed and unsheathed
Disturbing delights return to peace
Arrest a problem
World blackens and flees.



Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.

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