Black Dog Blue

Poems

Black dog blue
I am tired
You son of sickness
Why you hound me so
Noonday demon
I am faded
You priest of bleakness
How within me you do grow
Darkness visible
I see you clearly
Please stop asking
That which you already know
Sunlight blazing
I feel your blessing burning
I pray you help me
This interloper must go
Gene G. McLaughlin 2017

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