Darkness Falls
Lights are winking out in
towns and cities
on either side of the
Mississippi,
the banks so dark Huck and
Jim would have no
trouble hiding their raft among the stands
of bulrushes before
lighting out for
the territories, now as then, unlit,
and dirt poor. When the sun goes down we will
go for a walk downtown,
glowing island
in the middle of a sea of
dark streets,
minor characters in a cash
strapped
run of Our Town. The Stage Manager (Paul
Newman in the role) will
announce us then
usher us off stage-right
to make room for
Constable Warren,
patrolling the pitch
black night. Times were simpler then and could be
again by the looks of
things. I’ll hold your
hand as we push on into
the velvet
night, a torch in the
other, burning pitch
held high to light our way
home where
we’ll bolt the shutters
and boil our water
and huddle, waiting for
the sun to rise.
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