I’m Scared of the Dark

Eva hymes

Undone by little except lunar stares and starlight

To keep within ground; both rooted and known

Unconcerned with darkness, try as it might

But never to falter, since light isn’t shone

We keep our sights on paths paved smooth

And ignore wisps pungent of our own fabrications

Peddling one foot in front of the other; to move

Wiping peripherals of all abnormal sensations

The deep complications followed by connection

Add spots of unknown darkness to what’s in light’s expanse

To find oneself stumbling in face of angelic affection

Proves that falling to black is good, not just by chance

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