the sounds of one night
bellowed from beneath.
it did not sound right
so i laid low, i breathed
while i held my heart sheathed.
the darkness taunts me
in sublime words and phrases
yet, very momentarily,
these words and phrases
ram through my fences.
it comes through and takes
whatever it might,
whatever's at stake,
whatever's in sight;
i will never have lived that night.
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