Waiting for the Night to Die

Here I stand where the earth breaks away

waiting for the night to die

for morning to reveal hidden things

that have worn a cloak of shadow

Then the day is born and dies

in a breath once more swallowed by the dark

and the waves still crash unceasing

cresting high above the edge of retreating daylight

And maybe I should follow the sun’s death throes

carried over strange tides

to a place I might have been before

Maybe I’ll find it as it once was

or perhaps it’s already decaying

and flowing with the currents further into shadow

I’ve been going down the rabbit hole of Jim Can’t Swim on YouTube. Videos breaking down police interrogations to show the way that the information gathered is used against criminals in trial. A bit morbid, but somewhat satisfying to see how these people try to outwit police and end up talking themselves straight into a conviction.

Photo by JOHN TOWNER on Unsplash

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