Safe From The Light

I lie down in the shadows

 where no one can reach me


My seventh and last

 place to hide


The sixth was a funeral,

 the fifth when in hospice


The fourth was each time

 that I lied


The third was a promise

 I made to a girl


That she took

 to her own grave


The second a promise

 I made to myself


From a vision

 my Grandmother gave


The first was the darkness

  where I exited that world


On a day that was

 cold and bright


Now the process is finished,

 as I hide for the last time


In the shadows

 —and safe from the light


(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2010)

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