jeudi 28 janvier 2010

Nightime in theory

I couldn't sleep, so I ended up writing.
04;57am, that's when the words came out,
All ready to bloom.
It wasn't that hard this time
The night is my best friend at this very moment
Close the eye and wait for the words to burst,
It seems so easy here in the dark
The day, its people, twist everything and keep them unwrapped.
It wasn't deep inside but deep at the surface
I know now in the dusk
A relief. Unexpected present, undiscovered meaning.
For some of us, a couple of words can have some powers
Thoughts. Reminescent, obscure.