We Will Smile by John Di Rosa     Dark halls store bright eyes in elongated fields the vast wavering green blur doesn't excuse the bound demons who infiltrate dreaming wastrels and let their silken holds be known ungrateful hosts pull tiny eyes from dreams in blackened understanding we must forgive the feeble they lack recognition of unwavering solitude their grip is futile at best and when we remember them We will smile     More about this author Discuss this story in the Community Forum     Fantastic Horror Issue #3 Page Top