A Beautiful Day To Be Underground

it is bright out
sunny even
this is unfamiliar to me
i like it bleak
cold
washed out
like an old top
blinds and curtains pulled
slats covered
i retreat to the basement
down to the cave
hiding among the bats
they have it good

by Chris Bending

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