Her Dark Passenger Rides Long into Midnight

..

Shall we dance?
He whispers from my shoulder, a stance
he has grown accustomed to, as I have
not yet figured out how to bid him go.

No,
I breathe low,
but he doesn’t hear, too busy crooning
in my ear of the sin
-chronization of clock and crow.

Shhhh. Just sway,
he pleads I stay, perhaps settle in
for just one more song.

Mmmm. Ok,
I can’t help but say, as each
dark syllable hums along.

 

.
mindlovemisery bids we have a chat with our passenger (dark or otherwise.)


 

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4 Responses to Her Dark Passenger Rides Long into Midnight

  1. -chronization of clock and crow.

    I particularly love this line, very alluring indeed!

  2. mia says:

    I do love a good (B)ambi(Dexter)us poem.

    “in my ear of the sin
    -chronization of clock and crow.” … This, and the last two stanzas, rock my world.

  3. DELL CLOVER says:

    This is superb–very evocative.

  4. Woah, I hope she escapes this dance, but I suppose she’s trapped! I sense danger ahead!

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