In Darkness

The thrill is gone, but its memory remains

in flashes that come in the night

 

The names have all changed, but faces stare back

forsaken, denied by the light

 

The thrill is gone, but its price still to pay

whose absence weighs heavy and long

 

The reasons left truant, excuses to reign

in darkness—my soul to belong

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2020)

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