Behind Shadows


Somewhere shadows behind shadows Others waiting
To appear/were we so sure, am I uncertain ?
Behind the curtain/who is that someone pointing fingers ?
The Miasma lingers with a cloying, annoying stench
Familiars play infernal fugues to people microphones
Inverse, perverted icons of electricity thrill /
your hollow bones are hoping to be broken by the siren
Sisyphus Song yet once again the line between absolute
Right&Wrong gets smudged, it never really budged
Or did it even belong to us to judge? Others waiting
Somewhere shadows behind shadows~



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2017-01-12 at 02:03

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Maija Liepins
Intriguingly confusing in the middle there and strong imagery amplifying the feeling of being unable to see through the shadows but only feel and sense - the possibility of bones shattering in noise and the smudge of lines in the mind.
2017-01-12