Collisions of the Night

...A desolated wolf howls 
at the circle of the moon
Painting a silhouette of 
thoughts within the black that 
surrounds the night
Resisting solace
and the calm
of a melancholic drowning
that shades the light
with shadows
and 
elusive doubts 
Heaving
an isolated reverie
memories of a fallen leaf
Dry and colorless
felt the void
that haunts the rhythms 
of my deluded 
sanity...

Mek
Feb10

Author's Note

...what bounds sanity?