Unobtrusive Sun

Encroachment

In the quiet of the night

When I try to slumber

Thoughts come rolling in

Like tides of emotional reactions

Like factions of the heart

Actions of the truth

 

Manic highs or seething lows could not render

 Could not decalcify the solitude

Of honestly objectified Encroachment

Put to motion by contriteness

And conviction of the soul

 

All to the forebearing completion of an undelivered lie

Brought to light by undeniable confirmation

Manifested by the silent ringing of the conscience

Who bears witness to these wild ties

 

But who\'s to write our rite of passage?

Watch and wait for the Encroachment