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