truth unknown

What
are you waiting for,
losing the day?
The angel
that passed this way
no longer dispels the gloom. You
Saw in the dying
fog of the dream its wings
as they vanished from the
Room
where you woke
into this present sleep, seeking
A light
in the dark, neither
Of hope
nor a flight from despair
but of a truth unknown
as you wait in doubt, the longer
Fading out