What makes us afraid of the dark?
Why
do I tell myself not to look back
as I walk around at midnight?
Why is the smallest light comforting,
and the chatter of the TV reassuring?
What is it reassuring me of?
Speak to me
oh mechanical creature
sing to me
in your many different tones
the baritone of an anchorman
the soprano of a show host
why do you soothe me?
And why do the lamps seem like
miniature stars? And I a planet?
What am I running from?
What tells my heart to fear?
Why am I terrified of you, darkness?
Because you are either everything
or you are nothing.
And both are equally horrifying.
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Well. While I was writing this, the lights went
out.
And I was listening to a song called 'Daughters of Darkness'.
It was absolutely terrifying. As if the electricity in the building read
the poem and decided to play a prank on me. Thanks a lot.
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