Life Dreams / Lucid Living (c) 2003
Midnight Lunch
Night's long dark fingers read the face of the sky,
Obliterating blue, light and clouds
Behind a bookcase,
Breathless feline crunching
Cielito lindo hosts a thousand star crowds
Behind the same bookcase
A persistent feline crunching
Velvet and brilliant in its little black dress
Night does not apologize nor does it confess
There, behind that bookcase –
A midnight feline lunching
Long hours dip down through thick night's black light
Wearing brand new, ripped ragged shrouds
And over there – by the bookcase
Winged creatures come buzzing,
Winged creatures are gathering,
Winged creatures are greedy and lunching
Daytime sleeps in the voracious arms
Of the twilight of long-forgotten gods
Obliterating blue, light and clouds
Behind a bookcase,
Breathless feline crunching
Cielito lindo hosts a thousand star crowds
Behind the same bookcase
A persistent feline crunching
Velvet and brilliant in its little black dress
Night does not apologize nor does it confess
There, behind that bookcase –
A midnight feline lunching
Long hours dip down through thick night's black light
Wearing brand new, ripped ragged shrouds
And over there – by the bookcase
Winged creatures come buzzing,
Winged creatures are gathering,
Winged creatures are greedy and lunching
Daytime sleeps in the voracious arms
Of the twilight of long-forgotten gods
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Midnight Lunch
Midnight Lunch
