Flashlight In The Gangway Poem by Donal Mahoney
Flashlight In The Gangway
The lack of visitors is uterine
and that is why you porcupine
in this dark corner. Here
who can see the cobra
slither from your lips, spray
the phrases of your mind,
slip back to its moist nest?
Here, who can hear the jeer
of cheetah eyes? "Come, "
they cry, "pour on the light.
Your heart I'll lacerate
with razor fright."
Sunday, November 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: fear
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4/25/2024 12:16:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
they cry, pour on the light. Your heart I'll lacerate with razor fright. Very wonderful writing with beautiful imagery. Nice job on sharing.