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"Death, I Sense No Need" by Joe DiMino Death, I sense no need To run from you Whose arms, without My knowing prying Lovingly fell open That I might intimately see The day bedazzled And test its warmth As a body of feeling Before the growing-pain; Though it has been Your same primordial dark (A well of silence) Harkened back to That I have learned To repeal consciously Along with a more Transparent light: Its coming-out cold Often a harsh glare Should I not squint From others less fortunate (The personality split A devil by contrast) Sohere am Between The memory of nothing And rush of everything Entirely denying Any own power If limiting empathy Subordinating my influence To lesser gods and demons . Leave a comment