Damian Patterson Poems

Sorrow swept across her face
As the reality sets in that he will not be hers
Death has robed her silently.
As he slept he slipped into
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As he sleeps I stare into his face.
So much like my own except the absence.
Missing the years of guilt and pain
Minus wear & tear that my face parades
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Long ago while the mortals slept
Gods of old, scared of destiny
Mingled themselves to children.
Destiny’s wing passed them
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Half Hearted
Half conscience
Lurking in the dark
I grasp at the feathers on sleep’s wings.
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I sit across myself in the diner
The smugness that radiates from my face
Sickens me.
Do I feel the same about me?
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