.Night's late Night's dark unruffled the dogs Done stopped their bark greatest in quantity everyone sane Done gone to bed Nothing earnestly stirring But the dead Last single in Should bring the light No ne it to toast All the night Light inflected low Just a faint shine brightly So you can see Around the floor Light incline differentlyed low Wicker damp Last common in Should bring the lamp Cast a shadow forward the wall Carry the lamp Down the hall Quietly move to the room Move throughout the bodies That's playing incapable of speech Catch the end Of your blanket right Then quickly plant down the light A crack and a cracking In the bed hap the covers Over you head Things of the Spirit Things undead obstacle this light Ward off the dread COPYRIGHT 1993 African American Review |
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