As the last trace of light
fades over the lake in the distance.
And as the last lamp is switched off.
The darkness is infectious.
And those lucky or misfortunate enough
to catch the sensation,
Smile.
Or gasp.
This is the end of the illuminating day.
So run.
Or play along.
Grab a match and some gasoline
Because the night has just begun.
And all the twisted, crazy and disturbed,
Are about to have some fun.