Tonight's Poet Corner: When Night Fell
When Night Fell
by Belinda Roddie
under the street lamp,
I flinched:
not because of you,
but because that was when
the light flickered, and suddenly,
I could see shadows dancing
nearby that I had not
been able to see before.
And when you kissed me,
the shadows giggled.
I gave them the finger.
You didn't see it.
You were too busy with
me, and I was too busy with demons.
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