Black paired wings unfold -
Blood red beak drips fear...you wish
you were never born.
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Nest of broken bones.
It feeds rot to its children.
your voice among them.
\\
Feathers stain the sky.
It lands where the dream once died.
No one wakes again.
About the Creator
Antoni De'Leon
Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content. (Helen Keller).
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It ended like every other stupid idea. Badly, and alone. I’m researching digital confession ethics, he said. A tech ethicist. He gestured at floating data I couldn’t see then pulled out a physical notebook. Actual paper, fountain pen. He held it up like he was showing me scripture.
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Comments (5)
Oooo, this was so dark and ominous. Loved it so much!
These kind of poems always make me think. Why?
The progression from terror to feeding to that final, haunting silence is beautifully crafted. Really evocative work!
WOW! Stunning!
I like this dark poem line : It lands where the dream once died.