Gift for the Darkness

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Are you sure?
Really sure?
No fear.
Out of the dark—
Hunting—
A kind of sigh,
deadly silence,
breathless and heavy,
full of shame.
No fire—
What else is there to do?
Forget the beast!
Did you hear?
A high-pitched squeal.
Avoid the advancing spear.
It’s a gift.
For the beast,
the Lord of the Flies,
part of you,
silly little boy.
I’m warning you.
You’re not wanted.
Don’t try it—
Blackness within,
blackness that spreads.
—or else.





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Anny_Grace This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 3, 2012 at 1:00 pm
I love found poems! You really convayed a feeling and the overall tone of the chapter you are representing. Id love to hear more of your voice shine throuhg, but I love love your tone!
 
Kestrel This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Jun. 3, 2012 at 1:02 pm
Thank you! I love doing this type of poem, but my teacher thought that I needed to convey more of what was happening to who.
 
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