Darkness Fades

All those marks
Left behind
By dead squashed wings/bodies perhaps

All those sores
To remind or not
Someone somewhere of Newton's third

No matter how sweet
The young mellow vine
Tomorrow's pain remains untapped

So strong the want
Of else and more
Inglorious, glorious, ordinary

Beyond our fear
Whisper courageous thoughts
Chew the evidence and swallow

Slink away
Into his mist filled night
Streetlight her unreliable witness