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At the End of Everything
You say there are no absolutes.
Give me time and I will show you
a darkness
that defies that pretty theory.
Do not grow complacent,
for while you sleep...
I am the Joker of the Tarot deck,
the card dealt
at the end of every game:
after the loves and the lovers,
the dreams you had
that were not enough,
the sights you saw,
the confessions you made,
the tears you wept.
After all of this,
I will see you,
at the end of everything.
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Comment by: neamae - 2006-05-07 08:22
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| beautiful piece of work |
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Comment by: Scribe - 2006-04-12 14:12
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| Pretty scary stuff. Jumps at you with, "I will show you a darkness..." I believe she will - an absolute darkness. Spooky. The work is well paced and nicely bookended by lure and foreboding. |
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Comment by: - 2006-04-11 10:07
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| Great images and structure. Powerful. Really focuses all of the meaning into the final bitter stanza. Note to self: never scorn Sarah. |
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Comment by: - 2006-04-08 15:17
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| You have quite a way with a metaphor! Excellent |
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Comment by: - 2006-04-08 11:50
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| I really like this poem, particularly the references to the darkness, dreams and the "joker of the tarot". it has a very otherworldly feel to it (sort of Gaiman-esque, in a good way) |
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