| midnight ramblings |
| i write best in twilight drowning in the deep blue solitude gasping for air breathing the stars clumsy fingers grab at the moon in hopes of enlightened saving the air can get so thick i push it deep into my ears my barricade against the world when i hear naught but the night and i see none but the sky only then, the heavens release me opening mind and heart and pen to the literacy of the night |