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a thousand shades of black

 

 

 

 

 

beneath this lantern
we counted the shades of black.
 
there were so many
 
and light was too narrow
all shadows and barbs
 
and a lifetime spent

waiting

to thrive,
a moth creating delusions
of bright, winging toward them -
toward self
 
asserted

if this is all there is
then grab it now ...
 
and now
 
it is difficult
to pass

 

 

 

 

if this is all there is ...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author notes

I am mostly okay - I think - just, sometimes it's better to let the demons out than wait for them to claw their own path.

I'm sorry

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  • Phenomenal poetry. You truly delved into the place we all must eventually explore within ourselves, if we are to be honest and live more fully. You took a fairly common image and turned it into something deep and revealing. Excellent pen! Congrats on the gold!

  • This poem, I feel....we have to be hoenst about those moments when we feel like a half-singed moth.... Really an deep and immediate poem of huge feelings.

  • Naridill gold member
    May 3

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    Claw your own



  • You shouldn't apologize or feel bad.

    Most people would wish they could express their angst this intelligently. It isn't flawed with personal slurs or any of the confusing bullshit that so often gets in the way when we try.

    Clip their claws. Declaw them, actually. Let them out, and make sure they can't claw their way back in.

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