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hush, child
close your eyes
and rest

quiet, mom
and drift away
to sleep

be still, soldier
and slip below
your fight is done

stifle yourself, love
and say goodbye
to consciousness

close your eyes
our strength is gone
and forever we'll be
together
in silence
eternal sleep
 Mar 2020 eleanor prince
nivek
skating on thin ice
roadblocks
essential journeys
only

to travel toward death
go through the last door
never to look back

living on the edge of reason
facing annihilation.
What would my reaction be
If love appeared unexpectedly?
Would I be swept off my feet?
Would my glad heart skip a beat?
Or would I cower, then retreat?

Would my feet suddenly grow wings?
Might I utter foolish things,
And babble incessantly
Like a child with eager glee?
Might I become weak or giddy,
Provoking contempt or pity?

Would I think it's just a dream
Where fantasies reign supreme?
Would I find it quite sublime?
Or simply say "Well, it's about time!"
After waiting for love to appear,
Day after day, year after year

Would my face betray some doubt?
(Long ago, hope's flame burned out!)
Yet, passion still burns in my finger tips,
And desire, so fresh upon my lips

What would my reaction be
If love appeared unexpectedly?
I guess I'll just have to wait and see
Because when a man disrespects your body,
it never looks the same standing infront of a mirror.
I've been sent to prism
For minor refractions
My days of frequent violets
Are now in the past
As the light in me
Is slowly emerging
Tomorrow I'll open my eyes
And find correction of vision
Mingled with distorted spectrum
When answers to puzzling questions lead only to more confusion.
Is never longer than forever?
or do they live so close together
they often get each other's mail?
The Event Horizon takes
Its coffee black

The Milky Way takes
It with cream and sugar
You will be hated
Tormented through time

Importance granted
Debt to be paid

Leech, your meal will end
Not another free drop

Your abuse and hate seen
My tolerance burnt

Now listen or don’t
Your reaping has come

I will name you
Christen you:

Blight
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