Posted by: Bruce Proctor | February 21, 2011

“Night Teeth” — Poem

Night Teeth
by Bruce Proctor

Your match flares
And in that second
All your Fears and Doubts
Have scuttled into the depths of the
Sudden, looming shadows.

There They lurk
Skulking, mocking, defiantly baring
Unseen pointed teeth
Holding their breath
Still as death

As if they never even existed.

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