Tuesday, February 20, 2018

Night

night. 
the dark quiet which ought to promise warmth and comfort, 
but which more often than not brings with it 
the sounds of a settling stomach 
and the restless thoughts of a frustrated heart. 

night. 
which has become a cold and hazy thing 
behind which the moon refuses to burn. 

night. 
an empty well offering no echo 
when curiosity speaks into it. 

night. 
the lonely desert I find myself in 
time and again 
like a burnt out match 
who dreamed of the sun 
too soon.

©02.21.2018 ebn

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