by Chris G. Vaillancourt

A presence falls into the darkness of the daylight.
I am waiting to meet it with anticipation.
Evil sheds like slipping reptiles of hate.
Shattering the olive oil of desire.
As quick as it arrived.
It was serenely gone.
And I wondered.
why it

A demon danced like evil inside of my heart.
I cringed like a woman giving open birth.
I chant like wounded old rosary beads.
Killing the desire for living alive.
Ending the mocking ugly face.
I only thought that
it would always
seem to

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Chris G. Vaillancourt was born on, April 5, 1959, in Windsor, Ontario, Canada. From an early age, writing poetry was his primary means of explaining the world to himself. His first poem was published when he was still a teenager, and as he aged, his portfolio has grown. In the 1980's his first chapbooks were published, paving the way for an extensive list of published works. He has had 4 books published, with more surely to follow. Chris G. Vaillancourt may be considered one of the best contemporary poets of this age.

Last updated October 24, 2011