Secrets

Secrets

A Poem by A.Pinto

Dirty, dirty

Shadows lurking;

Keep your bones

Closet bound;

 

Skeletons dancing,

Bursting forth;

Filthy lock the dirty door;

Dirty hands will dirty fight

For lurking shadows

To stay dark;

 

Dirty chain a dirty beast

To the dark walls of dark corridors;

Protect your dirt and bones and dark

While you snoop around the corner

Of another's dirty closet door.

© 2012 A.Pinto


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I like it, the other-world almost evil feel that it gives off. The thrill of finding something taboo and kept under lock and key while trying your hardest not to show your own, you can feel it when reading this, nicely done.


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A.Pinto
A.Pinto

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