The
Light Within
The tapeworm found itself
inside you.
Its faces multiplied
in the mirrored hall of your
gut.
Those faces were beautiful;
they glowed like Heaven.
You
lay on your pallet,
wasted and thin. You were dim
as a dying sun. You shivered.
A darkness grew.
The tapeworm smiled,
and its smiles multiplied
infinitely.
LIGHT LIGHT LIGHT
It was happy--happy to know
it outshone you.
--Ross
Balcom
Poet's
Notes: There is a dire shortage of poems about tapeworms. It's
time we poets addressed this shortage. I hope "The Light Within" brings
delight to all readers.
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