What's murdering the night?
the crimson curtains rise
the blackened blood seeps through
the skies of newfound blue
the panthers feign delight
lusting successful stalking
is killed by death of night
no need of morning light
the Solar hidden scene
behind a prime meridian
morsels made of smoky quartz
encased in smooth obsidian
What's murdering the night?
open floodgates pour out dreams
as everybody sleeps
the broken darkness screams