~The Black Dog~

The black dog
comes quietly

Tiptoes in
when you’re not looking

Engulfs you…
bruises your soul…
crushes your heart…

The black dog
captures your smile…
hurries off
to hide it

Steels your will
and energy

The black dog
sneaks away
with your sleep…
conceals it well
and throws away the key

The black dog
is my frequent companion
I do not like him

~Icinia~
c 2010

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About Icinia

Icinia McIntosh has been writing all of her life. One of her cherished childhood memories is the feeling of absolute joy derived from writing a story...not only the sheer pleasure of putting thoughts on paper, but the knowledge that her words would be read, and enjoyed, by others was intoxicating indeed. Today, Icinia writes mostly poetry, with the occasional foray into the realm of short stories. Icinia McIntosh was born and raised in Canada and still makes her home there.
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