Hope lay drowning
and I -
without the will
to lift her out
let her gargle
in despair.
Faith hung dying
on gallows
bitter-strung
where her
legs kicked feebly
and I -
I did nothing.
For in my pain
and grief
and sorrow
I too lay
drowning
in twilight's
murky waters
and wrestled
with despair
that choking monster
that kills
unkindly too.
And love could
not rescue any
of us three -
for with the
daylight dawning
we had already
succumbed and
perished
in the night.
© Eleanor Clark
27 December 2013
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