I feel as if I've concluded some business


the darkness black as pitch somehow

does not dissuade determination

nor hinder a way forward

patience for something even resembling light


and the yelping days of blazing suns

and sharply contrasting shadows

have a darkness all their own

as hands shield eyes from the burn of revelation


and laying atop these terms like a float

the night is just a comforting stroll down known avenues

and the days a mere circus of human irrationality

that brightens naif and cynic alike


and that I enjoyed...being done with it...



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