Alone at last in the dead of night,
he reaches for her under their threadbare existence
with one clammy hand.
She dutifully obliges.
Alone at last in the dead of night,
the girl is sound asleep;
the tiara is still askew on her head
after the day’s rabid celebration.
Alone at the last at the dead of night,
the boy takes the unrelenting road
out of the town.
And towards new adventures.
Alone at last at the dead of night,
the dog sheds its skin
and howls at the moon.
Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 1:08 AM UTC
Alone at last in the dead of night,
he reaches for her under their threadbare existence
with one clammy hand.
She dutifully obliges.
Alone at last in the dead of night,
the girl is sound asleep;
the tiara is still askew on her head
after the day’s rabid celebration.
Alone at the last at the dead of night,
the boy takes the unrelenting road
out of the town.
And towards new adventures.
Alone at last at the dead of night,
the dog sheds its skin
and howls at the moon.
