light is gone
nimble fingers of darkness
chase its rushed retreat
leaving me
no will
no hope
no breath
no life
drenched in tears
and i am
stripped to the bone
peeled back
the layers of
my mask
my childhood
my insecurities
my love….
and all of the other waste
rises to the surface
waiting to be sloughed off
detritus of my soul
shaken – not stirred
~h
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