Thoughts in Drag

I’m sitting on the front step in the cold of nite having a cigarette. The wind is kicking up, I look up after taking a long drag and see this beach ball has been taken by the wind. I didn’t think much of it then but now I’m wondering again how the darkness of nite can be innocent as the comfort of lite. There is a presence of darkness I never thought about until I saw this beach ball being taken by the darkness of wind

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