We begged our children as bats
To eat the insects of our existence
To guide us deaf, lacking radar
To steady us erratic
To sense for us deaf dumb blind deferred
To take our hands in their spiny small mouths
To say
   “It shall be okay,
   I shall show you the way”
To relieve us our dusks
To paint the night sky infrared
To teach us to feel once again
The cool night air
The mysteries within
To simply leave our house despite dusk onset
To abandon our careful cossets
To step off the bridge into the unknowns of the universe
To lead us supine in tepid waters dusk upturned
For the love of gods
Captain us home

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