The Passing of the Day

by Edward Ahern

In the moment that sunlight shrivels
the day rebukes me
for wallowing in the known
and hiding in the comfortable,
for spurning those inappropriate,
and dodging alien ideas.

But the night reassures me,
with a recorded manifesto
that I already know by heart.
I can shutter my soul,
and face tomorrow’s day
knowing it will be unchanged.


Copyright © 2017 by Edward Ahern

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