NIGHT ALONE

Have you ever felt
this gaping loneliness?
The streets feel like scenes
From the apocalypse
The echo at the end of the alley
As night descends to a taunting static
To you watching the candle flicker
The walls of your home
Crushing your spirit

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LIKE THE WIND

I was bitten by a snake
And I became a snake
A dark, slithering reptile
Alive and cold

I was crushed
By the giant wheels of a raging monster
But I emerged from the melee
Smiling and soulless

I was cast into a den
To fraternize with angry, hairy lions
And when you searched for my bones
I had become a lion

You think of what devices
To send me tumbling down the precipice of life
But you never know
That I am the wind

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Poems © Victor Eyo
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