You are mere day
For it is night when demons speak
Cursed shadows chill the soul
and doubts creep in
to shut the brightness out

I long for you
As sleeplessness deprives the mind
And unforgiving darkness leaves no space
for hope, not knowing what’s to come
Or how things will resolve

Where are you now?
It’s dark and there’s no end in sight
lying limp on clinging sweat-damped sheets
Stark loneliness compounds the fear
A single lamp will not dispel

Then you appear
The late arrival at the dark-masked ball!
Sweet light glints in: you open up the door
And humdrum tasks anesthetise the pain
Of truths the night reveals

February 2011