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 © | Year Posted 2015

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