Tonight's Poet Corner: When Night Fell
When Night Fell by Belinda Roddie When you caught me 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.
