Thursday, August 27, 2015

In tune



I am refined by darkness
that stills my pounding heart and slows my breath
against detection, against the scent of fear

so that I may act without hesitation
yet with skill like a speeding dart that carries death
to the target wherever I will to send it

Hunter or prey I am both 
i see in shadow, hear the breathless hush
Resplendent in chaos that knows without knowing

bounding step to step, stone to stone unerring
in tune with the haunted night like I was here a creature born
with burning eyes that pierce the moonless pitch

but this is not my home or native land
where they are I cant recall, nor do the faded memories
seem to fit what I've become.

I am diminished in this light of day 
where my sharp prowess is out of place
like an animal on display, to be confined and pointed at

by the few curious visitors who still stop by
who watch me from a safe distance.
They might well wonder 
but will never know
how I was in the wild

in the dark

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