Somewhere between sunset and sunrise
We exist, brothers and sisters,
In our nether world
Shared with more productive denizens
Servants of the light dwellers
Police and trash collectors
And tough waitresses at bad diners
They inhabit the world because they have a purpose
We inhabit it because we have none
.
The quiet is a sound of it’s own
It speaks to us
.
We are together and alone
Finding each other would relieve our ennui
Disqualifying us from this nocturnal club
This place is for the heartbroken
For the lonely
For the hopeless
For the over thinkers
For the overly dramatic
.
We are inferior and superior
We hide our fear with introspection
Writing poems that no one will read
We turn our noses up at what we most want
.
We can spot each other
I can pick out a soul lost in the night
They smile and laugh a little too hard
But I can see it in their eyes
The fear that no one cares
The fear that they will wander forever
Stuck in this darkness
“I should have been a pair of ragged claws”*
© Glenn R Keller 2021, All Rights Reserved
*The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock – TS Eliot
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