Simon and Garfunkel talk of your darkness, my old friend;

I instead see light, rescuing me, like a hero's cape, swooping in, 

Laid over chairs to make a den, into which I can crawl,

Extending to carve a space that muffles, where

Nothing is King and Foolish noise is relegated to

Corners where it waits, crouched, ready to

Extinguish the bright flickers of ideas as they rise.

Maria P

Rescue

Simon and Garfunkel talk of your darkness, my old friend;

I instead see light, rescuing me, like a hero's cape, swooping in,



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