If they only knew

I can almost hear the sunlight’s strain, as it struggles to push through the closed windowblinds, steadfastly determined to flood the room with its unwanted presence

Like the uninvited guest happily knocking at the welcome mat-less front door
The too-cheery neighbor waving from their well-manicured lawn
The good mornings and have a nice days from well-meaning strangers and their bright, little spawn

If they only knew the pleasant quicksand of shadows they scatter
If they only knew the safety of the gripping silence they pollute
If they only knew the sorrowful comfort they mindlessly disturb
And the cobwebs of dolor & distraction they insouciantly brush away
They’d not darken my mind or door

It’s lucky for them they don’t know what’s hidden inside

…but, I suppose, luckier for me

art: untitled 30 by Peterio


Published by a.d.matthias

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