Words like “deliverer” and “salvation”
Sound like white painted siding
and a cupboard of those goldish trays
with the round little holes.
But pausing to really hear them-
like a midnight doctor
who knows what to do
and a beach patrol lifeguard
who knows where the rocks are-
that makes things hit different
when you realize
the one in trouble
isn’t down the road
it’s you.
And then the light
isn’t just friendly,
it’s all there is.
Who’s scared of the dark now?
