Eclipse

I know you in this sudden darkness -
Your fear of failure and fear of success.
I know of the nightmare that every night harkens
Back to those nights of duress.

I know of the inner child that never was;
I know your compulsion to mourn
The miscarriage suffered in the back of the bus
Two months 'til she would have been born.

These are the things that I already know.
These are the things that I see
In your wide eyes on this dark afternoon
You've chosen to spend here with me.