A contemporary poem about night has a pulse, using a concrete image system, a pressured turn and a restrained open ending.
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Night has a pulse beneath its velvet, a low light moving under the door. I follow it without becoming brave. The dark does not promise to keep me. It only makes a place for the wanting that daylight taught me to hide.
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A dark poem of bathroom, can't, and foresee, holding fear, fracture and survival in view.
A dark poem of moments, cherished, and now, holding fear, fracture and survival in view.
A dark poem of meridian, passes, and sun, holding fear, fracture and survival in view.
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