In the absence of the sun
I can see the darkness in the human heart,
the silouhetted evil that lies within the soul
Within the confines of the misty gloom,
roam the fettered wraiths
of secret passion
Lustful, wanton desire, the id essential,
haunts the etheral domain,
cloaked in shimmering gossamer veils
Half realized creatures of the dark
stalk with soundless echoes
the dim corridors of the soul
Unbound, unchained,
the foul, corrupt spirits of dark secret thoughts
wander freely
In the absence of the sun
I am afraid to close my eyes
James Jarrett
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/absence-of-the-sun/
