I think I will stay here in the darkness,

the ragged curtain closed

across, the light dimmed down

to the sight of a naked flame

waiting patiently

in a gas filled room

and the sheets

pulled over my eyes,

for in the darkness there is no fear,

I am not afraid…

 

I am not afraid

to whisper to myself

because should I shout in the light,

should I raise my fist in anger,

or see the world

in its blazing fire, in its white heat of explosion