Darkness will arrive. It always catches by surprise. The last thing you thought would happen. Standing now between walls unseen. You can only feel your way. Bearings gone. Hearing your breath, wondering how long it has been since you just stood still. A moment of relief before the thinking returns. Holding the flashlight tight, you hope it will light your way. When was the last time the batteries were checked? One of the hundreds of tasks put into the someday pile.
© Ali Grimshaw 2015