Into Glazed Eyes

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    Into Glazed Eyes


    He murmured almost inaudibly,
    the horror in front of him,
    was all he could see,
    a murderer standing over the dead,
    full of hatred and triumphant and dread,
    he looked straight at the killer’s
    pale face and into glazed eyes,
    dead bodies, no cries,
    the murderer walked away,
    nothing to say,
    the dead would stay,
    and insanity would play
    so many tricks on his mind
    as he watched life end that day.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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    Atanacio’s Poems (43)

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    In A Cool, Dry Place 0
    Masking Her Fate 2
    Complete The Beasts 0
    Souls Sang 2
    Guilty, And He Knew Why 0
    Eyes Smoldering 0
    Quiet The Cries 0
    A Slim Figure Rising 0
    He Sensed Defeat 0
    Calm Passed 0
    Marched Briskly 0
    Trinity Sunday 1
    He Stood In The Shadows 0
    Familiar Stranger 0
    Ocean Air 0
    Earthbound 1
    Into Glazed Eyes 0
    Proof Of God 1
    Peculiar Brush With Death 0
    State Rested 0
    No Sign Of Regret 0
    First Kiss 0
    Asphyxiation 0
    Condemnation 1
    Her Emotions Were Mummified 1
    No Kingdom Come 1
    Deck Red 0
    God's Eyes, Grim 1
    Floated To Heaven On A Dream 0
    Nothing More Than A Dream 0
    A Flamboyant Amber 0
    Life Fell Prey 0
    Emotions Sift 0
    The Silence Was Unnerving 0
    Die... 0
    This Game 0
    Only A Voice Mail 0
    A Flamboyant Amber 2
    Soft Kisses 1
    Ghost Shook Her Head 1
    Exhilarating Freedom 0
    Muted Chatter 0
    Putting Death On Hold 1