sleep forsaken.
this is why we are Night:
when all sunhidden
natures awake.
and the stars fish for friends
in the deepest pools of our heads.
(can you feel it
in your heart's fingertips?)
a curious buzzing of bees
like a transcendental scattering
of omnipossibilities.
up and down,
block and flow;
smallest sparks erupt into a fireshow.
(spiderwebs of thought)
catching magic by its wings,
from which Genesis unites
these disparate things.
(behold, my beloved)
but all too soon
the neons flicker:
(like eclipsing moons)
castles drown,
oceans fly,
and the dullness of Day resumes.
Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 1:58 PM UTC
sleep forsaken.
this is why we are Night:
when all sunhidden
natures awake.
and the stars fish for friends
in the deepest pools of our heads.
(can you feel it
in your heart's fingertips?)
a curious buzzing of bees
like a transcendental scattering
of omnipossibilities.
up and down,
block and flow;
smallest sparks erupt into a fireshow.
(spiderwebs of thought)
catching magic by its wings,
from which Genesis unites
these disparate things.
(behold, my beloved)
but all too soon
the neons flicker:
(like eclipsing moons)
castles drown,
oceans fly,
and the dullness of Day resumes.
