“I have spent years chasing the tail of my darkness.”
I stay to know the man who I may, someday, be,
As if by writing in his book, I pen my destiny.
I have spent years standing by his side (or just behind),
But turn my gaze away from fateful cards he plays,
As if his foes might read my tearless eyes and raise.
I have spent years pretending to forget the child within,
Long-held, hidden, darkly recessed, in my sterile soul,
As if I could (his moonlit madness, long ago) control.
I have spent years masking grief with veils of grit and grime,
I know my place and dare not raise my head to see,
As if by facing him, I’d face my mother’s misery.
I have spent years spinning in the squirrel cage of my mind,
Running fast in stagnant place, but never making ground,
As if eternity will wait until he’s gone; my chains unbound.
This is my response to the Speakeasy weekly writing prompt, which is to write a piece in 750 words or less, using “I have spent years chasing the tail of my darkness.” as the first sentence, and making reference to the art prompt, “The Card Players”, one of a series of paintings by Paul Cézanne. I chose to write in the first person, as the boy in the background of the painting.
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