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Darkness is insidious.

It trickles in unaware,

a little here a bit there.

In short time it will own us.

You don’t notice when the cup

is full until it spills forth

and all your works spring the trap

alluringly baited with

foolish notions of heartfelt

joy.  Lies for the wound to salt!



If you enjoy these poems perhaps you might like to read POEMS: AN EXPLORATION OF LIFEMy first book now available on Amazon in paperback and Kindle worldwide.

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