Sparks
Sparks
it is the dark shading
the tightly sealed blind
denying the light
at our core..
with the darkness
the creation feels
alone..separated and
fear shouts out..
explosions express the
darkness and isolation
with deafening sounds
and telltale sparks..
but dare I say
the sparks remind us
through the horror
of the shaded light...
Copyright © Charles Coon | Year Posted 2018
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