Sunshine’s Revision (ii)

desperation crawls under her skin

and robs her of worth

not one ray of sunshine is left

to show her where to go and find

the light that night’s bleakest hour hides

in that infinite sad while before dawn

all she hears are the tacit words that bruise her heart

words that break her and leave her nothing but 

the cruelest spurning of her self 

and no other choice than to cede her soul to the dark

Melancolia – Anselm Kiefer