Night

Night

Darkness lurks upon the farside of my window.
Orange red splotches force through the murk,
Showing much too little.

Too much hidden for those seeking safety.
So much away from the accountability of eyes.
Sometimes selfish longings,
Sometimes the drive to cause pain.

Whether avoiding guilt or capture,
Night’s blanket an ally.

Carl Setzer

I'm a poet and blogger from Seattle, working to build a more just, compassionate and connected community. Seeking to magnify the good, the positive as a counterpoint to all the negative the world dishes out now.

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