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Mar 2011 · 748
I Shudder
Kathleen Glenn Mar 2011
As the rashes itch,
and the fever flows,
I shudder.

As my hair falls out,
and the sore **** about,
I shudder.

As the moans turn to groans,
and my head wants to implode,
I shudder.

As death arrives,
and my mama starts to cry,
I shudder.

As the last shudder leaps,
and she falls to a heap,
I die.
Mar 2011 · 757
Human
Kathleen Glenn Mar 2011
masks cover up a person.
they ‘mask’ who they are.
but once you hear a voice,
or feel a touch,
you can name that person.
not by their real name,
but by their actions.
only because you are being judgemental.
but that’s human.
and you’re human.
Mar 2011 · 484
The Demon Playgroud
Kathleen Glenn Mar 2011
a strike of light in her darkened soul
released the demons and they took control.
she tried to consume the energy they had
and drown out the power that made them glad.

tried and tried and tried again
to stop the demons’ playground friends.
nothing worked for her, no matter what
she soon gave up and let them cut.

the magic they used, the power they had
it soon destroyed every happy thought to bland.
she became a vegetable in their garden of fun
hopefully someone would soon come.

— The End —