The Dark Night Returns
But There's Always Tomorrow
Will de Kypia

In a real dark night
of the soul it is always…
—F. Scott Fitzgerald


Three a.m., again.
My bleakest hour, the pit I
fall into each night.

Which contains nothing
but sorrows, guilts, and more lies
about tomorrow.

*__ *__*

Ninth inning, two out.
Washed-up vet at bat, one last
shot at redemption.

He BLASTS it out of
the park! The game's not over
till the fat guy swings!

*__ *__*

Quarter past noon and
still abed..Sure hope there’s a
swig of java left.
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