Nighttime Ain't Just for Sleeping

The poet who walks by moonlight is conscious of a tide in his thought which is to be referred to lunar influence. - Thoreau

when day is divorced

when darkness surrounds

and the cold wraps around

when rain splashes against my window 'pain'

my ears are filled with the haunting echo of a distant, empty train

i think of the sea waving

snow covered mountains shaving

summer misbehaving

counting stars

cucarachas dancing on the road to shambala

i listen to milo gnawing on his bone

then i don't feel quite so alone

Author's Note

"I would warn my hearers that they must not try my thoughts by a daylight standard, but endeavor to realize that I speak out of the night. All depends on your point of view."