The BeastA Poem by JRChris said, the beast comes at night and that struck me as poetic, as phrases sometimes do and it’s bounced around in my brain for weeks now, yes, yes the beast comes as night and he takes the old and the sick he steals the skin from the living he turns lungs to water he has long fingers and a longer life he comes at night, he is the night and he has come for so many and though I often feel I am ready he still has not come for me, I have made my body a feast. © 2020 JR |
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1 Review Added on May 14, 2020 Last Updated on May 14, 2020 AuthorJRPlacerville, CAAboutWriting again Interesting times to be living in, kind of a cool time to be a writer and documenting the world. more..Writing
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