Monday, February 25, 2013


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On a summer’s night full moon it’s the glow of the red light
that captures the stealth of the black cat, as it moves through the shadows
as an unknown entity, the harbinger of the darkness, laced with the tears
of the blood that has fallen with the opening of the door that is white
in its deceitful lie.  A perfect facade that hides the gaping needs of the ones
fated to inhabit this space without the inclination or ability
to escape through the tunnels offered to them by the night...