Darkness Looms
When will the fog
lift off the bay
When will the sun
scorch it away
Mind dank in darkness
Black hole
so black
falling
falling
ever deeper
a veil looms
where joy
once existed.
Oh
for this weighty
fog be lifted.
Copyright © Allen Beilschmidt Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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