Just Darkness

Merely light
less than excitement

as the hammer nails equal strikes
onto the hands, devils'

your idleness is angelic
but what is dignity

to a mind at just
an hour

a square foot
measured in standard unison

so we feel it together
that sameness

propagated on the lines
where we hung our shame to dry

collecting the guilt
in buckets

as a spice
for the daily feast

at the sun's highest point
with a house between us

unsettled locations
invisible without darkness.