These are the darkest days Shivers of yesteryears Unfathomed curls of red dreams Shades of eyes peering These are the darkest days Laughter from a clown’s face Spigots plugged up your … Shades of remorse flapping These are the darkest days We jig and I say no thing We hug and a Jay waves Shared blessings bouncing These are the darkest days Black on grey in humble rain Foulest smell of droppings Beneath eyes of dusk — wanting
