Daylight

Daylight

Dawn. Below the conscious curtain

Muddy blood and feelings

Not yet warmed

Are hemmed-in

Hooded by something desolate

And light struggles to enter

Can you cut two slits

To penetrate the veil

Can you be a saviour

Enter below skin

Infiltrate a little goodness

And leave without a bruise

The air is static

A wide pulse that waits

Spider-like for vibration

And I pause

As I have done so many times

For gravity to sink the gloom.

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