Poem for Day 084 – 20150326
Afternoon sunlight, what do you hide?
Is there a way out for me today?
Stray from the shadows, to stay alive.
Once laughter spoke its voice aloud.
All is mute in quiet readiness
for the night that will soon arrive.
Still I stand frozen here in place,
exit calls within easy reach,
with indecision as my guide.
I cannot leave, dusk take me now.
This is my home, my cold redoubt,
and here I'll stay in shadows deep.
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