Colors of the Night

blood thirsty night shows its colors

webs of deceit hang down from the

tress like spanish moss...  the wind

howls as it streams through the

valley like a cable movie...  jaws

of darkness bite at the gusts as if

it were wolf snapping at the snow

that flies into its face...   a sole

light dangles in mid air as if it

were a falling star and the gods

failed to catch it before it dropped

through the heavens and their

fingers...  a preacher falls asleep

as she writes a sermon, failing

to grasp the significance of her

words when they enter the ears

of the congregation...  not as a

baptist but as a universal church

that stretches through denominations

like crap through a chicken when

its neck has been cut...  the night

air is cold and damp this time of

year as we mostly stay inside,

avoiding the rituals of neighbors

who want to remain friendly...

cats and dogs sleep on the couch

without turmoil since their bellies

are full and their teeth have been

clipped along with their nails...

we can only serve one master at

a time and when he light appears

we are bound to another loyalty.

November 4, 2023