took a walk at midnight

mid december

neath the full moon in

open air

past lonely cornfields

barren

cut to the quick at

harvest

–

didn’t speak just

kept walking

through empty streets

across from

apartment complexes

storage units

street lamps

desolate strip malls

–

i don’t like this world

in the light of day

only when it sleeps

can i appreciate

her beauty

–

when the impatient

insufferable masses

retreat to the comfort of their

egg cartons and

mortgage rate domiciles

affirmations of their success and

sound decision making

may i emerge from my own

cubicle dimensioned

discount housing unit

–

i pace aimlessly

for hours

soaking in the ambient noise and

mating microbes

content with the illusion

of all other

human life extinct

alone in the world

in isolation

–

the illusion will

not last

evaporated in the heat of

rising sun at

daybreak

rousing the swarm of

insect humanity

to entreat on tranquil

ocean earth

–

i shall

bar the door

draw the shades

mute the television

and feign absence

til the daywalkers

take refuge