Sleepless Night


Night sleeper inverts,
day walker now retired,
the bones desire no rest,
upon the night's breast.

How now oh being of day,
staring up enshrouded
in darkness,
the disease of the night
the mind has not yet clouded.

The ghost and the spirit 
do not exist
in the new found land,
different lifestyle, different world,
the night now offers hungered bliss.

Inspiration of intoxication
influenced by fellow peers,
memories of a hypocritical world,
now gone forever without a tear.

 10th October 1999 -- 11:43pm

Written one night when I couldn't sleep.