Dreary morning
Gives light to
Drearier night
A certain mood
Clinging or dripping
From the moon
Like a natalist
Scream in remembrance
Of it all at the end
Dreary morning
Gives light to
Drearier night
A certain mood
Clinging or dripping
From the moon
Like a natalist
Scream in remembrance
Of it all at the end
Umbriate Press Poetry 