
Typewriter Series #3033 by Tyler Knott Gregson
These are shadow months,
there is no doubt,
a darkness slow and crawling
across the landscape
of this place.
Some are squinting,
eyes Eastward
in the dawn hours,
Westerly when they think
evening has come,
some swear they spotted
sunlight
in all that shade.
Stand with me,
wrapped up in night
and fall in love
with the softness.
Light will come,
but for now, let us find
answers
in the dark.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
Published on August 23, 2020 11:00