Night
Should be more words to describe it;
black as tar on a pebble beach
Under a fishing boat that smells
of seaweed and saltwood,
Or something spoiled by lights epileptic,
shadow of shadows
that drip like failing day.
A half,cool with slate and silence;
less to see,more to feel.
Copyright © Leslie Philibert | Year Posted 2015
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