in twilight
twisted genius guards
secrets spoken of in code
words whirling on the white pages
reality retold as fantasy
filled with darkness
blood pools

where it goes
when it moves into the distance
no one follows or calls out as it disappears
as past as past can be as fast as word and thought
fear banished forgot immediately
frozen face smiling

cold-storage shadows
clues claw through the ice and climb
into view vaulting and veering
avoiding  direct contact
anger and desire

i ask you
what chance has love
when lives become games
without rules


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