The Dual Series | Dawn and Night-time

Dawn & Nighttime

It's a circus,

with no clowns here on the cliff of the moon,

a potrait of black and silver hanging down the street lights,

heavy black stockings on the shoulder,

It is night,

it is,

night.

A see-saw balancing across the first cock crow,

see, the sun is coming,

dawn!

wood eating termites and moths scamper into home -holes,

a canoe man stealing fishes - he capsides,

they run,

run,

run from light.

and night time must come,

mustn't it?

needn't it?

It shall,

Just like,

"night" -and

"light",

the only two words in our earthly travelogue.

Jekphrasa.