night falls.

Sunset burns the sky into black as Night falls its weight presses me down like a heavy quilt soaking wet I shiver under the icy glare of it's gazillion eyes they all gleam they have seen endless creatures such as I tread below the fingernail moon scratched by it's glow madness can ensue but I am composed I study it's drape blackness hides a lurking cat size does matter for if I were smaller night fall would bring my fall.... no cars no souls they all slumber sawing logs now I understand the term s-lumber ghosts prowl unseen they do not want us to know what waits when night falls forever they watch and cherish our motions our breathing, things  they can no longer do woooooooooooooooo---ooooooooo worms creep out onto the drive to get a little moonburn wish it was that romantic they actually crawl out of wet soil to avoid drowning in it they leave the earth that shelters them in a smothering grasp perhaps we do as well when night falls one last time standing in my socks and my bvd's I make a poor philos-cipher hell I can't even spell it right but I know the night it is an old friend and a nemisis as well it lurks just past sundown and waits for me to embrace it in more then just poetic terms I turn in wet socks and enter the light that shelters me under the falls of night my pillow calls me feather soft my blankets hold warmer palces to visit I climb the stairs to heavenly rest temporal at best nite...nite.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~artisWritten April 8th, 2002 © on Apr 08 2002 03:55 PM PST    beat • other