thoughts on Flynn’s “Dante”

where’s the face
behind the mask
hiding all that pain
the soul consumed
by angry fears
inspired but insane

what agony
could move one’s thoughts
to lurid tales of hell
inflicting pain
in such detail
the devil would rebel

what secrets
lay beneath this
so long I wondered why
the lines I saw
so moved me
and made me want to cry

identify
I did at last
with images therein
their frightening
reflections
embraced by my own skin

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