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Shadow Warriors
by Nancy Bennett

                        Shadow warriors 
        cut intersections in solar grey clouds
darker than rain on a black slick road at night
darker than the deep woods down where
the razor winged owls whisper silent whooos
        as downwards they descend.

Dark those nights, where I find myself 
gasping awake
wanting the moon to flood the room
obliterating the ones who only come
after dark
with pale pure light, cold as an open crypt.

Shadow warriors 
leeching through cracks in the glass
and the only shard of light that you see
is the glitter of the blades held tight
in their alabaster hands
in this room, this womb 
where they have laid me down, only dreaming
where they have laid me, death seemed scheming

here where the darkest hours are brought close home
by shadow warriors.

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"Shadow Warriors" ©Nancy Bennett. Used by permission of the author.
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