I look on dumbfounded
it drifts by like a trail of smoke
like a shadow
like sorrow
back and forth it paces
baffled caged frenzied
stalking the rosy clouds of oblivion
like a plague
like an echo
it heads this way backtracks lunges
a steely blade of silence
slowly tearing me to shreds
like a sob
like a blind man
and yet and yet
sometimes it can be a reward
when I don't answer hatred with hatred
that brings comfort
well deserved
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