The Coming Of The Night

Joy

takes on

a dire effect

Its absence

filled

with sorrow

 

Its loss

inflicts

a greater harm

Than grief

can buy

or borrow

 

Joy

when brief

endows with fear

A pain

to mark

its passing

 

To dread

the coming

of the night

With

sadness mourned

— and lasting

 

(The New Room: October, 2025)

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