This is a strange night indeed,
warmer than most, cooler than some.
It is a strange night of need,
darkness is a song whose words won’t come.
Dreams of a dreamer
languishing in fear and self-loathing,
hiding in the mind like a fever
coming as a sheep in wolf’s clothing.
A specific place in time, awake in the dark
music is the silence inside my mind.
There is a song hidden with my heart
with words and music of another time.
Sweat-soaked hopes swim forward
trying to wash themselves clean
seeking a home to run toward
or to find purchase in a dream.
NIGHT SONGS by John Ryland | Sandalwood Vanilla Poetry Reed Diffuser
John Ryland is the author of Southern Gothic poetry, short stories and novels. His unencumbered prose has made him a fan favorite and his work has been compared to M. Night Shaymalan and Alfred Hitchcock. Visit his website at Scary Stories | Gnat Smoke Press | Northport
