Darkness Falls Gritty
Even behind your house
darkness falls all the way down
to the ground in dirt
with many arms you
try to grasp reality
suction cups in mind
guilt takes a walk
on the wild side
inhibitions take a hike
freedom reigns until
your conscience tastes salt again
on lips moist and tender
heat rises and the gritty
satin sheets love stained
blowing in the wind
like the song of
long ago are begging
for the answer
the question
beckons:
is the falling
gritty darkness growing?
Copyright © Uwe Stroh | Year Posted 2013
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