*Dogs are barking
and the wind is howling
and dragging it’s legs through autumn leaves
at the door
the night silences all sleep
and white walls
catch my dreams
and erase them
almost immediately
unstable, tossed, and turning
there is no peace to be disturbed
or broken
the night is chaos
and i know nothing else
besides it’s name
and hollow meanings
listless, useless connotations
faint stars flicker
and lie about the promises of morning
fortune rises in the west
and soon the sun will be returning
to dry it all up again…*