Elucidating Questions

I look to you

Look to you and think,

With what eyes do I see?

Unworthy of such silent attention

Intrigued by the sudden entrance

Where do the drops fall when other set glances over the ink that soaks each page?

Alas, the ink cannot sink into the web, but it sinks all the same.

Without shame

Without fame

Simply a place to put the thoughts who scream as they enter and scream as they leave

An empty body still naked with the words poured out into the stream

But empty

But how can it feel the love of the lonely?

But it does a small good

There cannot be a breach of the dam

It holds the secrets yet secreted

Alarm in the silent kingdom.

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    Pytho Black

    Magic can be the power of words, intense, bitter, missiles of regret and lust and intention flung out at the world of men and ghosts and you shouldn’t be surprised if sometimes they hit their mark, blowing up somebody else’s bunker and sending shrapnel back into your face. Funny, how my missiles seem to shoot harmlessly out into space, never finding their targets because, let’s face it, their targets don’t exist. Maybe. My desire was frustrated because I frustrated my desire.

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