When night falls

We find ourselves in darkness

between blurry blots of orange light

skimming through bathroom windows

from the street

and the persistent hum of the fridge

that dwindles at day

while television sounds and laughter compete

with dinnering,

dishes

and life

when the wind tugs on roof sheets

and howls around the corners

of the mind,

livestreaming faults,

failure,

foes

of which the I is largest.

We find ourselves between sheets drenched in

lonely

wrapped naked in our thoughts,

skin on skin with the wounds left by day

for night-time to mend:

our souls oozing

the burden of being human.

- Alvené Appollis- Du Plessis