Poetry

It’s a No

Light from the slit darkened

Alarming me of a known arrival

As I looked back and squinted

He’s there, though a little heavier

I searched his eyes

To know what he wanted this time

But they’re blank like a sea

With too much running inside

He tried taking it away, my rotten heart

My strength was brittle but I had a power to raft

It was a battle between present and past

I couldn’t give it as for me it’s all

I need time eternal, apparently for no reason

But it’s my future, it’s my vengeance.

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