Night Creeps InA Poem by Dillon WilliamsonNight creeps in It doesn’t rush like the speeding bullet that is oblivion It slowly paints itself among the stars Seeping into the ground, Dark, bruise-colored ink soaking into a sponge Night creeps in Night creeps in It comes from all sides As the sun sets in the West, Shadows of trees are thrown farther, Toward the East While from the East, The sky bruises slowly Toward the West From both sides, And all around, Night creeps in Night creeps in But not all is shadow The bruised light-blue smurf flesh of the sky Is broken by the speckles of starlight There is light in the darkness, And yet, Night creeps in.© 2016 Dillon WilliamsonReviews
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