Night Eats Day

Tonight

Sadness pours thickly cruel

7 shades of 7 evening screens,

That spill their witch capped clouds

Upon my tear stained sheets,

Seeding gnarled tree dreams

’Round the heart’s mummified leaf.

Beware the watchdog of night,

Whose nerve shredding barks

Are black knives that bite.

Tonight

Sleepless desire

Sweats out blood droplet stars

To provoke a rupture of colour

Upon the inky nether’s funeral bedspread.

Beware the watchdog of night,

Whose nerve shredding barks

Are black knives that bite.

My portentous hope for daylight’s torch

Is a lip swollen cage of grimacing want,

Where the floodgates close earlier than I can rise.

I loathe your phantom embers.