Darkness Visible Poem by Chen-ou Liu

Darkness Visible



A Haibun


The night never ends at twelve. It continues to thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, ... in my mind. I hate the nightI can't sleep. I loathe the day because it can only march towards the night.

In these haunted hours the black beast rides my mind, and there is nothing I can do to tame it.

tick, tick, tick...
counting stars
in the skylight

Monday, November 19, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: insomnia,stars
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