Saturday, February 22, 2020
The Darkness Hides Away The Light
This disparage falls upon me through the
long night, seizing discomfort in me, controlling
me, gripping me, and alluding me to the past; I find
no desire to retread into the gossamers of the savaged
forgone years, yet hopeful this inconsolable passage has
piqued this commandeering captive and will move along
accordingly, there are no colors within this collaboration of
judicious preemption only black, this strangulation wrangles
and scrambles all uprooted and untethered thoughts of sadness,
though, never pleasant ones, the usual death of a friend evokes this
cruelty, then heedlessly and methodically interrogations ensure the
insomniac night, a cold drink of water will aid the consternation but
hollowness overcomes all, the silent interjections within the lonely
night is an interlude of my despair, I reject any help and counsel,
I travel lightly within these dying bones, I guess payback is the
grandfather of misery, intemperance finds refuge all alone,
where love was abundant now cometh sparingly, but I’ll never
bend or give up my world for yours.
- John Hardesty
©️2/22/2020
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