Unabated
He moved on in
Towards the light
But in the shadows.
She huddled there
Naked in Night
Livened by the shadows
She huddled there.
Hesitation
To the golden glow;
A cancerous growth flowing
On light night...
She huddled there
For the second fight.
But Night protect her.
The light, it flickers
She huddled there.
- Simon Huggins, 19th August 1992