The Light Of Darkness Shines – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
“Halloween is a celebration of the inversion of reality and a necessary Gothic hat-tip to the darker aspects of life, death and ourselves.” Stewart Stafford
The Light Of Darkness Shines The club-foot dragging march of time chases me past the lifeless stone inscriptions of dated, stumbled meaning, affronting my sense of ordered steps, slough wasted feet hold me back fast to the thin path between trod worlds, a halo of the darkly rising unreal. The club-foot dragging march of time awakens me to the light of darkness, a shining mantle of bone-dry feeling in a river of emptiness before me, darkening visage of truth bent stories, weighted sore on my night-scape soul, ever the stir of breath unseen on my neck. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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