The Shadows and the Night

Black is the shadows and a black cat
and the feeling of freshly dug soil.
Black is the taste of licorice.
Garbage dumps and freshly poured tar smells black.

Black is the feeling of loneliness.
Black is the call of a raven and a crow.
Black is a haunted house, a condemned building, a blacked-out city.
The abandoned dream of a young child is black.

A funeral of a loved one is also black.
Black is the darkness of the night.


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