The sky is bright; the land lies plunged in darkness.
Elsewhere the tumult carries on in darkness.
Small plans have we made; the delicate hues of dawn,
like plans & those who make them, end in darkness.
Arabic on the side of a tanker truck,
then turns, & letters & ground are lost in darkness.
Graywyvern does not know what rigs will come;
in blindness plants conjecture, & in darkness.