Life without the Light

 

It’s dark here, so dark, and getting darker by degrees.

Darker than a well, ‘round with heavy metal walls.
Darker than our pasture when coyotes bawl.
Darker than sleet, quickly falling down.
Darker than the future for this love-forsaken town.

Darker than the traveling cookers, making meth.
Darker than the search for still-born breath.
Darker by far than ever I’ve seen.
Darkness that cuts like a guillotine.

John 3:19-20

 

 

 

 

An original piece by Lori H.  Copyright Feb 9, 2018

 

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