Blue Lightning
Horrible things can come from beautiful places
I hated the moments
When I saw madness in his eyes
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Typically rare
Always terrifying
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Bright, gleaming lightning
Streaming from a pale youthful face
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I never knew
If it was my madness or his own
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Or inherited from elsewhere
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There was plenty to go around
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I had spent years helping him
Knowing what it was like
To fight that demon
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Armed with years
Of therapy and reflection
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I knew the demon
I knew many demons
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But what terrified me most
Was that I was looking at pain
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The thought terrifies me still
About the Creator
Gene Lass
Gene Lass is a professional writer and editor, writing and editing numerous books of non-fiction, poetry, and fiction. Several have been Top 100 Amazon Best Sellers. His short story, “Fence Sitter” was nominated for Best of the Net 2020.
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