Desperate Darkness: Congress Avenue Bridge

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Congress Avenue Bridge Bats Take Flight at Sunset Source: conservewildlifenj.org

At sunset, they coalesce

on the Congress Avenue bridge

a quivering blanket- black bodies

winged appendages

hanging

waiting

for

darkness

to drop

unfurling a blood-purple curtain

 

in emulation

we hang in the darkness

of our bedrooms and the bars of 6th Street

in the dark corners of imagination,

in the dim light of middle age

waiting for our souls to take flight

to soar into the star stained sky

casting shadows

on the

dying embers of childhood memories

This is human condition–

we cling to the fading daylight

clustered creatures

sensing the setting sun

a ghost of the not so distant past

a rustling of limbs

latent lives,

an intimation of desire and passion

 

a murmur at midnight

echoing like wings

beating in unison

ever so briefly

.               hanging

clinging

in darkness

 


 

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