late nights
the blinding light
of the computer
hoping
for
something
doors open
and close
hours past
the fire sky
now inky black
the fire silenced
but
the moon
stares down
telling me
don't think
too much
or your head
will burst
again
just sit and find
inspiration in the
christmas lights
neon lights
indirect fights
topical plights
and theories
i hate abstraction
but strive for it too
computer dying
and i'm trying
not to think