A Patch of Sunlight

A patch of sunlight on the hall floor.

I close the living room door

And the light is seen no more.

 

I know the night kills the light

And the ferryman waits to take

Me to the final gate

Where  there is no Cerberus

To prevent our escape.

Just what was us

And implacable fate.

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