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standing still (Free verse) by phbiscuit
Reluctant dust passes my shoulder
As I turn in one spot
These eyes are glaring
Through the checkerboard darkness
Wondering what hides
Between the shafts of light
Placing patches of Summer
On the uneven tiles of the room
My toes quiver, tapping the rough edge
Of a tile removed from its place
By the shifting of the earth
Where my breath flushes out dust
I see billows of dirt flash
Through the separate bars of sunlight
Only to fade back into the threatening shadows
Placing themselves between me and my eternity
Of reverent benediction
Conserved for those that wonderingly
Drop their last crumbs through the ceiling
As their feet glide through the day
Shaking the pillars of brightness
That guard me from whatever gloom
Presides in the secret places where the light never shines
The light never stays in one spot
It moves like it is bored
Slowly passing from one end to the other
Slow enough for the patient monsters
That live in the thick blackness
To avoid its aim
The nights are the worst
When the last square of light
Winks out on the far wall
Above the brick shaped like Kansas
And the stars--only the brightest--
Shimmer out of reach
Unwilling to allow me to taste their blue, red, and green
I do not move at night
When the ghouls swarm into my chamber
Breathing silently so I cannot hear them
Above the roar of the leaky pipe
In some distant land far from my lightless home
They dance about me, their forked tongues lashing
Their cloven feet prancing
With the silent steps of the trained beast
I know the kind parson stands
Outside the door praying
Too afraid to step inside and cast out these demons
The dawn will come soon enough
The world above waking
A cacophony rising with the sun
Sending the wicked things that haunt my sleepless nights
Scurrying back into the patches of broken evening
That keep me from stepping out of this haunted hall
I would cry out to the street that rumbles above my head
But the evil ones would hear me
They would charge through the light
Their twisted horns flashing in the sun
Their eyes glowing
To pounce and tear me limb from limb
To carry me into the cold, everlasting night
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