What to Call this Darkness
1 min readJan 13, 2021
I do not know what to call this darkness.
The six a.m. light seeping into the pitch
Is not so much a glow as it is
A forethought, a feeble wish,
A premonition, a dread.
Perhaps it’s dredges of hope from weary Christmas lights,
A call from tenacious shop signs,
The whisper of a basement curtain left open,
The urgency of high beams,