It was dark when
I thought of you
and tried to call,
but there was no
answer, and then
it seemed even
darker than it had
been, darker than
the night could
muster, blacker
than midnight;
bereft of shades
of dawn, lost in
wondering and
fears which lurk
in the belly of
night, groaning
in the acid of
dissolution; that
refusal to digest.
I thought of you
and tried to call,
but there was no
answer, and then
it seemed even
darker than it had
been, darker than
the night could
muster, blacker
than midnight;
bereft of shades
of dawn, lost in
wondering and
fears which lurk
in the belly of
night, groaning
in the acid of
dissolution; that
refusal to digest.
How lost in the darkness, lost in the wonderings and fears that only night can bring. How dark this time.
ReplyDeleteWonderful haunting write.
Anna :o]