When Darkness FallsFiery winds tearing through the night.
Hurry, scurry, must take guarded flight.
Munching, crunching, sounds of terror.
Slip and fall, you will be gone forever.
Running, spinning through the dark.
Panic clutching thy fast beating heart.
Demons of the night can not be real.
It will not change what one does feel.
Eyes flutter in the safe morning's light.
Savage darkness retreats from sight.
Poetry by David W. Glavin
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Written on 2016-09-08 at 02:50
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