― James Patterson
Of perpetual darkness
At best, the sky is gray
And shadows line the day.
There is no light
So day and night don’t matter
But I say ‘day’ anyway
Though it can’t get blacker.
It’s hot as Mercury
And colder than Saturn
‘Welcome to The Pit’
You sigh,
‘But there is no hell’
I reply.
You simply nod
And then, grow taciturn.
‘Of course, you’re right,
Welcome to Saturn.’