A Falsch Nocturne for Vigilance
written by: Sarah Samarbaf
Early birds, are trapped in feathered mirth.
Night crawler, sipping moonlight
with an overwhelming thirst.
Blackout stalks the hater of light.
Even the brilliant day
fades blue, out of patience.
O glorious evenfall!
Long live,
leak from the Milky Way of boundless decay.
Aggressive lines of distress,
deep in the somber dreams,
stomping furiously.
Raindrops on the loosened golden leaves,
dancing ballet
to the waltz of fuzziness.
A bright doubt
in the black brain of a sharpened pencil.
Ignorance lies upon a blank forgotten leaf.
Loneliness’ frozen lavas
extinguishing the sun,
scratching reality onto the world’s flesh and bones.
The night owls
fly from fluidity of neat reveries
into the pantheon of darkness’ kingdom.
A spark;
Just a firefly shone.
O incessant chasm from dusk till dawn!
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