Chicken [Inktober Day 5]

The cock pierces

the silence of the night,

jolting weary friends

from their lost meditation

as the day

stretches its hand

from beneath the clouds

to steal the cloth

that hides the memory

of their dark times

together.

light will find their faces

and rob their eyes

of the truth they seek.

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