Last Call

 

All souls touching and humming

Towards the ends of the hours

Reach for some flesh,

Listen to one song for themselves.

Wielding their ache tamely,

Caressing themselves with one last drink,

As if a night so dark,

It burns your eyes,

A night so late,

It hurts you to breathe,

Could make isolation

And fear

And distance

Some sort of communication.