It’s not too late, Dark One,
For you to come
And have me close
And stay an hour or two,
It’s not too late at all
For you to slip
Past fossil light
And quickly touch my hand.
It’s deepest night, Dark One,
I look straight up
And won’t be born
Another billion years
If you’re so far away;
Come closer now
So that I taste
Your breath: I have been here
On tiptoe all the night,
And I shall wait
For you, Dark One,
Till all those years are done.
YOU MIGHT ALSO LIKE
Worth Beyond Our Works
In the future, everyone will know the grief of Garry Kasparov. The Russian grandmaster was bested by…
Beware the Benedict Bot
The words of a dead man / Are modified in the guts of the living.” Neither W.…
The Calculated Spectacle Behind Magnifica Humanitas
The first encyclical letter of Pope Leo XIV has been engaged widely on its substance, but its…
