Twilit
Twilit
The cooling twilight
Brings uncertain light
And the unease
Of approaching night
A purposed mist
Seems to insist
Voices within
Can’t be dismissed
Unwilling trance
Unholy dance
No way you avoid
Profane advance
The cold twilight
Bringing uncertain light
Can you really believe
What curses your sight
Your calm fraying
Your fear weighing
Why do you acknowledge
What they’re saying
Memory twisted
Sins are listed
This is not the whole
Of your life consisted
The chilling twilight
In such uncertain light
There is no time
To make things right
Dead voices from your past
Mistakes from the die you cast
They come with the mist
To claim their due at last
In the mist the voices call
Listing your guilts great and small
You may not escape
They have you in thrall
The bleak twilight
Is an uncertain light
You are remade
A creature of night.
Cliff Lake 10/9/2024
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