A second poem exploring the feelings of being always an outsider.

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Outsider

You, at solar center

Planetary spin fades us towards darkness

Spins around and around

Daylight silhouettes against infinite brightness

Away from you, twilight heightens

Tightens into darkness

The pull of light

The tug of blackness

Tears us, this way and that way

Pulls us towards

Flailing, failing, ailing, fading.

You, in effortless brightness

Head held high to match your gloriousness,

Turning away, the relief of obscurity

The comforts of darkness

Loneliness away from the pressure of light

The comforts of sadness, of madness, of night.

Arua 2022