When Darkness Lingers

When the darkness still lingers over the rooftops of the old houses, I can cover the entire sun with my hand. I feel happily empty and powerful knowing that I can erase all the light from my word, even when it so eagerly insists on reaching through to my heart. The little rays of warmth [...]

Sometimes

The way in which The blinds on the bathroom window Adopt the soft pink hue of the rising sun Makes me think that sometimes Waking up is not all that bad Or the way in which the darkness lingers And the fog still covers the world Peacefully At seven in the morning. The dew is [...]