Even as you slip into the creases of night
and live in shadows cast by your forgotten brilliance,
with eyes red, like dying embers
left behind by your once raging fire;
I remember a time when we chased the sun
over blacktop cooled by open hydrants--
past demons, who had yet to make our acquaintance;
their existence blinded by our dreams.
Where did you go to, my childhood companion?
I didn’t notice when you left my side.
I missed your cryptic cries for help
on the day the demons seduced you
and darkened your dreams like the night,
and caused your embers to die;
Snatching your soul, to leave in its wake
a hunger for pain and destruction;
Even as you slip into the creases of night
with red eyes and abandoned brilliance
and disappear into the distant darkness,
my memories of you live forever
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