Poem by R.M. Dolin, 2015
Decoding Demons
In the absence of clairvoyance
we gamble through decisions
with as much insight as
a miner underground when
the lights go out.
Only then can we comprehend
what it means
to be lost in the void.
Lost to the numbing weight
of life as it draws down
any hope for happiness.
Cascading over our conscious
like a waterfall of marbles
meant to hurt.
R. M. Dolin, 2015
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