What Poetry Can Do For You:


Do We Disappear With Darkness?



Poetry has always been something of a place for me.

An anchor to this world.

As I switch off the lights in my room for sleep,


This single illuminated L.E.D., a testimony to electronic

activity, evidence that

this world refused to disappear with darkness.


Populace longing for mainstay--an ostensible connection to

something deeper. For even

the red glow of stand-bye falls victim to unforeseeable outages.


Now, in true lightlessness, deep amongst the thought of

own, this world

We are left to question in various, frantic moans.


So let this digital luminance flicker on, in hope

that a Horizon will

someday dawn of such definite extent & grandeur.