A Shadow's Hush

Dark smudge of gray, just out of sight.
A shadow's hush, so lush within
the darkness of a corner's desperation.

Tinge of an artistic tragedy.
The sorrow mid the beauty
of a silent symphony.

The light was fading quickly
in the setting of the sun.
The urge to run began.

Surrounded by
the question why,
a dizziness set in.

No answer came
upon the wind
to ease a worried mind.

The silence spoke of dark intentions
lingering somewhere just out of sight.
Dusk lent credence to the fear of night.

The electricity was flickering.
There was no way to pay the bills
of social reckoning.

Dark smudge of gray, just out of sight.
A shadow's hush, so lush within
the darkness of a corner's desperation.

Painted in, the spell begin
to reek its magic then.
Words of power that lent the hours space.

Would morning come to tell the tale
somewhere within a shadowed vale
and me...?

? Michaelette ?

4/18/2003
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