The Night

Standard

Cannot capture
That which
Does not exist

So I sprawl
And kiss
The list

The list which cites less than known
But more than lost

As the good faeries talk
My eyes flutter
Into being

A being which denies my right
To fist
To fight
To know
To be right

At least I know
How night
Acts like a light
To my darkest
Plight.

Night, so like Death,
Dark unknowing
Solace in endless
Rings of flight

Then Light.

**Picture courtesy of Pinterest

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