The night
it must
spill over
to the day
the latter
(with reluctance?)
descends
into the hateful dusk
and unfriendly dark

time is the bridge
that provides
the crossover
with men
and women
as the hangover -thus
is its hallmark

life the linker
of the past
to the present
to be taken over
by the future
everything either
stays together
or breaks
apart

in the darkest hour
where is it
to be found
the spark?