littlemisscloud writes

Tonight's Act

 there's something comforting 

about sitting alongside with darkness

 some nights,

 when it gets a little reluctant 

as you take a load off 

by the city lights 

mulling over the day's demolition

 you'll realize,

 the human body, too, 

seems already dark in there 

so don't even think about waking up 

to a bed of dried hyacinths

 twitching those legs under baked sheets 

but rather, 

waltz along to the demon's classic rhythm tonight 

and let the shutter stranger 

vivifies

 the delicate sight 

-a.