Albert Lee Poet Free verse

Night Creature

Here it comes again -

That scratch-eyed, skin-split creature of the night.

Here it comes again 

To invest my soul 

And scrape at old markings that once held promise.

Here it is again 

In that brittle, dirty little hour

Where there is no hiding.

Here it is again, 

Love’s decay, the puss-sore that never healed,

The sweet pain of yesterdays.

In that hour when no one hears a whisper

Or a soul turn over,

That little, muddy hour 

When substance lies at the bottom 

And light never reaches it.

In that hour when love is revisited

And burst-blood runs its mindless course.

In that hour I dread so much,

It’s in that hour I’m loving you again.

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