part two

by

Crystal Dawn Allen

his eyes are beguiling;
they are misleading,
they are the bright lights that dazzle
and paralyze
and mesmerize a deer
just before the shotgun blast)

the end of innocence is
sudden

remember nothing of his face,
and nothing of his body,
and nothing but the bleeding and
the breaking and the falling

he has a beauty that is not unlike
the trembling
you feel before
you kneel before
the throne

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