one day you look around
and realize
it hasn’t been anything but gray
for days
and it’s always getting darker
always
you think: this is it,
this is the darkness
you’ve been afraid of,
and now it’s here
it’s never been this dark
not ever
and it will never be light again
not ever
but it has. and it will.
poem (c) 2016 D. Ohlandt
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