Thursday, June 11, 2015

THROTTLING THE SHADOW OF DARKNESS



A half clad man, seated
dusky in the night,
by an iron chair
on the roof top,
Guffaw
a chunky laugh
Throttling the shadow of darkness

Peeling
the layers of gloom,
One silhouette to the next:
The concrete floor, the cracked walls
the whispering flower vase, the wayfaring clouds

To that,
I guffaw a chunky laugh!

Imitating the shadow lines
I plan my own remedy
Winnowing the chaff
From my present existence

Plaintiff I was
to adore my laugh;
No lesser breeze blew, that
When I grew my hoot
By the night owl

There, the guffaw found its true essence
Throttling the shadow of darkness

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