The Night Shift (Sundowning)

Everything changes at sundown.
Some trigger,
     Some toggle,
          Some shivering switch is thrown.
Up becomes down,
In turns to out,
A blood-thunder chill that goes
Straight to the bone.

Not sure the reason, but then
No one knows why
A brain-numbing chaos
Holds hands with the dark,
Or what raises fear to
A whole other level.
Escaping the jaws of
The great phantom shark.

I only can soothe and assure and
Assuage any angst
That may torment
A befuddled brow.
Pray for the morning,
For clarity’s purchase, and
The strength to get through this…
Somehow.

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