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'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' ///////////////////////////////////// what is it about darkness and night that sometimes turns the bright starry blackness into solid white I've seen it like this because I don't sleep its suffocation and breathlessness with my own two far-sighted eyes the air becomes the inside of a leaking refrigerator the kind of coldness that reaches into your bones and makes you believe in grim endings the silence contained within it the clamping down of a grey hand reaching from a silvery sky the dampering of each small sound and then slowly crawls on its millipede feet tip-toeing into and minute spaces making tall builldings seem cramped and engulfed with fog so thick it covers like a snail makes his hard shell from the ground up swallowed hole with no belching sound nor fireworks the dense mist works its prestige the lights of the city and the surrounding whiteness becoming indistinguishable from one another and the birds lose the sky and the ground confusion dulls the mummy-moon and pilots can't fly their plans and stars and planets lose their orbits when the universe seems disordered and chaos abides as the night changes to white and the moon is convinced it is the new sun and death steals on little ferret feet and squirms into sleeper's beds some wake up and some stall in their nightmares get caught in the maw of the pale and the pall of Obliviland..... beware Lucid Dreamers all when nights turn spectre-white and the air sneaks stealthily into sight and the denseness of white silences then snuffs out it all............................ LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM 5/22/2021 3:40PM PST TIME AND DATE STAMPED AND ALSO FOR THIS POET/WRITER MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED AND REGISTERED SITE TITLE MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD Vote for this poem |
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