Dangerous Type

Dangerous Type

A Poem by Xanthous Crow
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I watch the people on the street
From within a safe shell -
My armor that keeps people at bay -
It is like watching clouds:
All I see are shapes,
Formless and without meaning
I watch some walk by
(The nice, lovely maidens)
And the darkness flares up behind my eyes
Until I have to clench them shut
Force it out
My mind is a dangerous one

© 2012 Xanthous Crow


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Added on September 25, 2012
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Xanthous Crow
Xanthous Crow

Mount Erebus, Antarctica



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