Thread by @sewneo

A POEM I WROTE //THREAD//

Day & Night

Day and night
don't sit together
sup together

break bread together
or hold hands across the table

as night arrives
day despises her visage
and hurries to leave

and same

when day early comes
night sees the grand entry
(all arrogance)

and hustles up her books
and things

and out the side door
out the back door

she's jumped out the windows before
to avoide
the tread of nike
on the feet of day

and day the same
despising night

never calls
would not write
could care less

glories and sups in her anguish
never trying
to be kind or
understand her grief

glad to see her go

stomping just slightly
in his step

the swoosh of the boot
self centered and fine

"my rays my rays"
thinks the sun to his-self
as he accompanies day

warming the noble gas of the sky
like a match at the bottom of a pipe

and night with a harumph

knowing she's right but
never willing to say

knowing day has his place
and she can't stay

accepting the dark fate
that she'd never meet day

might never want to

and too-da-loo

until tomorrow

i turn my back and go

forever

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