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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