Nightime
is not a good time
to go wandering around
my head.
Landscape
of fears and sorrows
is probably all I’d find;
I can’t.
Turning
instead to some light
is the advisable thing
to do.
Wait for
a new day to come
while the nighthag nibbles at
my truth.
Finished on 04-12-2006
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