“Darker Nights”

some nights are darker than others.
this is one.
not just the sad
and lonely
who are friends that visit often
and often are welcome
nor the feeling
of invisible
that old people feel
when nobody sees us
but each other.


I’ve felt rejection
as often as rain.
I’ve seen dislike
maybe even hate,
but those things bounce
harmlessly off.
Even ambiguity
which so stings
feels better
than this not knowing