Johndavisnearby
DAY always wins
sliding down shadows
locking them up
in the Night’s
mysterious Bins
melting Night away
as if to pay for
always unseen Sins
Day crept in tentacles
that crawled down the hills
and ate up the shadows
that lingered in Spills
light exploded and lit up
the world as the night
gave up and Died
Day always wins
no matter how hard
the shadows Tried
