In Praise of Darkness
Night falls, but day
breaks. A raw deal,
no doubt, but fairness
applies itself unevenly. Who
chooses weeds over
lies, flowers over truth?
Last night’s rain fell, too,
but didn’t crack the drought.
Again, we think injustice!
Again, we consider falls.
“In Praise of Darkness” last appeared here in March, 2016, and is included in my chapbook If Your Matter Could Reform.
O at the Edges 
How true. Night falls but day breaks!
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I love the dark btw. Time for aromatherapy burners and oils.
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I mostly find it peaceful, though I don’t like not being able to see.
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A conundrum, if ever there was!
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