Take It Away, Darkness!
by Wolfgang Nibori
Hello, Darkness, my trusty unrelenting fiend
We meet once more at the corner of corridors
Where Mood and Mindset converge, as usual
You’ve got that sick look in your oily eyes
I take it you intend to knock me cold, eh?
Drag me to your frozen lair, cackling the whole way
Wouldn’t be your first time, you wily little sneak
Doubtless, you’ll pull a repeat. Such is the nature of
Arch Nemesis, I’m told. Cropping up from time to time
Keeping our show on the road. Honestly, I wish you’d
Give it a rest. Scary the first few times, but now
Now I’ve seen the plot - all your cards got played
According to the rules you can only make me suffer
You lack permission to finish me and by this stage
In the game, you ought to comprehend I’m not giving in
This entire drama reeks of re-hash. Look, hash is one thing
But re-hash, why that’s purely weak. Are you so timid
As to rely on the same silly tricks? And the whole black getup?
Passe`, old friend, quite medieval. Don’t glare, it’s friendly advice
Yes, yes, you’ll take me down when I least expect it - etc etc
I’ve memorized your lines, too, see? That can’t be good for
Your reputation. The bottom line is my skin’s not getting any thinner
This time I win, walk away & improve my strategy. Think things
Over, Mister Darkness. Maybe you need a new vocation,
Some place where they appreciate tired, washed-out routines.
Say, Vegas or Hollywood. They’d love your shit.
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