Monday, January 23

Pools

At night my infant son sleeps in a pool
of dim light (like the human race)
which keeps the terror of the dark
theoretically at bay.

After all, night-lights (and suns) do not
truly remove the inky dead black of space:
illumination is only done to other things.
Not Space-night itself:

it is forever invisible, clear, is blank-black;
is the absence of seeing, is null data; but
as adults and extinct species learn,
null data can be wrong.

(The asteroid, or alien, or thief, may not
distinguish itself from the dark null
outside our small dim pool of light until
they are upon us.)

In the vast expanse of our small house
my son is lost without his light, and cries
for me, for safety and comfort; but even I
cannot save him from the dark.




Jan 2017

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