Nobody drinks Noon

Was in a friends apartment and got the inspiration to write this.

All those squashed pillows under popular frames

Vibing to legendary screams.

A hushed air, black and peppery

But we will breathe regardless.

Wasting the low feelings for the highest happiness.

Draining the night for a bit of sunrise.

 

Can you see it then?

Slowly rising to the rim.

A dark ditching light under soaking clouds.

Can you see it then, why nobody drinks noon?

For so golden a brewed morning

Fermented by an inspired night!

 

 

Author's Note

Wondering if there should be a stanza in between?