~Night~
You must wake and touch the night
Taste your skin as it whispers
Rummage through that muted light
and find the song that blisters
Boils the flesh with emotions gone
crawling in ear like egg fresh critters.
Touch the night before it moves on
Fading fast the trash that litters.
Black molded shiny bags O carry
starry nights betrothed on whim
The sweat oh wearied, taste it tarry
leave a hope on Lick-ed skin
Touch the night as you trash pick
salivating at what's lost
Bleeding eyeless, don't just stick
Sunrise will endow their cost.
Seeing touch cant touch the seeming
Coming comes the sun-up frost.
Touching nights while not believing
will break your heart, even if crossed.
Go on, as you're there sleeping.
Dreamingly yours the painful songs.
Beautily weeping eyeless seeping
Broken shards promised so strong.
May songs of pain bless your wakings
As I, Night, author your turmoil.
and may your thoughts pale in aching
As I, Night, from your touch recoil.
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