I was listening to
The flickers of numbness
Calling me in
I was following through
On a strange, forgiving night
You stopped me there
You didn’t say much
Just held me right
And I never thought you could
Perhaps, when you leave
I will let it finally take me in
For peace, for good.
-Al
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Author:
Alan R (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 28th, 2026 01:08
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Comments1
The intent of this poem remains cryptic to the end. The numbness yes the being held despite the being held. Then comes the end of letting it take you for peace and good. Is it the forgiveness that will take over or is it something darker. Being left in doubt gives this poem power. Nicely done
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