I sat out in the cold tonight
beneath the dark and blackened sky
and saw a shape in the dim light;
a shadow whose eyes softened nigh.
He held a book before him out
and asked, “would you please sign this?”
I obliged, but soon I did doubt
of my name then writ upon that list.
“Why should I sign this form at all?
What does it give or grant to me?”
No word came back, as I recall,
and then I bade him now to flee.
So he went back into that dark rift
and left me there to think it through.
If my name was writ upon that list,
I wonder what it would now do.
Apr 5
Apr 5, 2026 at 9:26 PM UTC
I sat out in the cold tonight
beneath the dark and blackened sky
and saw a shape in the dim light;
a shadow whose eyes softened nigh.
He held a book before him out
and asked, “would you please sign this?”
I obliged, but soon I did doubt
of my name then writ upon that list.
“Why should I sign this form at all?
What does it give or grant to me?”
No word came back, as I recall,
and then I bade him now to flee.
So he went back into that dark rift
and left me there to think it through.
If my name was writ upon that list,
I wonder what it would now do.