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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Fear of the Dark

dear tricksters, i am an uncredited event
a pirate novel of phrenology and waves
ransacked from a childhood’s worth
of idioms for sleep deprivation
along a spectrum of specific articles
that end in grave accents
we learn to pronounce in contrast
it’s true, i am afraid of the dark
with fistfuls of grandmotherly warnings
there were many talismans
that ask us for birthday plans
to summon reason from bird wings
our best is every dusk and dawn
cast in substantial fire of opposites