By Damien

With dead eyes

​leaves all doubt behind

​it's not the darkness that blinds

The still water seems almost glass like
​unrelenting, unrepenting
a mirrored finish with black shine
moss hangs like deaths fingers
dropping playfully on the river
They watch with discerning eyes

They don't see me
​exploring, ignoring, abhorring
any living part of the scenery
​harbinger, unrewarded, disregarded
wanting only the dead in me

Slowly, deliberately with spread black wings
floating, effortlessly as if they see everything
why bleed inside
​a rotting corpse barely alive
picking lifeless bones clean
fly away largely unseen

It is in this I regard the vulture
as a necessary evil in our culture
how you livin' with all the lies
​they wait and watch with death's eyes
discerning eyes
for the end of life
yours and mine

With dead eyes
leave all doubt behind
it's not the darkness that blinds
​perched between living and dying
​they watch with discerning eyes


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Copyright 2017 Damien
Published on Thursday, March 16, 2017.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Mad Hatter On Monday, March 20, 2017, Mad Hatter (20)By person wrote:

    The bridge between life in death, waiting in suspense for the living to become the dead, oh how they will feast. Necessary evil indeed. Wonderful poem.

  • Damien On Sunday, March 19, 2017, Damien (194)By person wrote:

    It's a pleasure to share my work with such an intelligent audience. Artists supporting artists. Much respect and thank you for taking the time to comment.

  • dwells On Saturday, March 18, 2017, dwells (5416)By person wrote:

    Definitely Damien - and down below we've got to keep moving or else! Immensely enjoyed this characterization and the way you gave Nature's garbage men a definitely Dark Poetry twist. Perfect, and cheers! - Dan

  • Damien On Friday, March 17, 2017, Damien (194)By person wrote:

    Mo, you have been my most faithful supporter since day one. I can't tell you enough how much that means to me. When an artist connects with someone it's a special bond. I only hope someday we meet face to face so I can thank you for your kind words. I say we drink until we forget our names. I got the first round. Later bro

  • molock On Thursday, March 16, 2017, molock (358)By person wrote:

    damn Damien this is really strong, as a writer and a person you deserve so much more than any website could ever offer, but i'm glad you're here and it's good to hear from you. peace bro - mo

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