The city buzzing
then the ceaseless cease.
The devoured Sun,
horizon seeks
to **** in last rays
absorbed
always waiting for dawn.
Then stars slowly
are splash-sparkeled
upon our black ceiling.
But now
a city metamorphosis,
spaces seemingly expand
as people dwindle-down
and echoing shoes abound.
And the night phantom stalks
to spread his expanding cape
while male alley cats serenaded
with strident love songs of blue-balls.
And obsessions rise under a werewolf moon,
the crooning of a barooom tune
while the city out-light-winks
its squared-eyed goodnights.
Caucasians and noncaucasions
become night brothers
by sharing similar oblivions...
...and we sink within our deep dreamy sleep
being snatched by
the penumbra
of unconscious thoughts.
And other awakened languished
thoughts
wane into a city goodnight...
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 8:36 AM UTC
The city buzzing
then the ceaseless cease.
The devoured Sun,
horizon seeks
to **** in last rays
absorbed
always waiting for dawn.
Then stars slowly
are splash-sparkeled
upon our black ceiling.
But now
a city metamorphosis,
spaces seemingly expand
as people dwindle-down
and echoing shoes abound.
And the night phantom stalks
to spread his expanding cape
while male alley cats serenaded
with strident love songs of blue-balls.
And obsessions rise under a werewolf moon,
the crooning of a barooom tune
while the city out-light-winks
its squared-eyed goodnights.
Caucasians and noncaucasions
become night brothers
by sharing similar oblivions...
...and we sink within our deep dreamy sleep
being snatched by
the penumbra
of unconscious thoughts.
And other awakened languished
thoughts
wane into a city goodnight...
