Tagged: night

maybe symmetry

maybe symmetry
is overrated, we lie
awake at night,
counting the minutes
up and down the
hours, dreaming
of a balanced diet
.
20230131:2021
y

the ice maker stirs,

the ice maker stirs,
makes ice after guests have gone
to bed, sorry, not

sorry, seeking affirmation
in the middle of the night
.
20220918:0814
y

the moon is often

the moon is often
some kind of surprise – hung slightly
askew by the night

attendant, left to slowly
fade, then reappear elsewhere
.
20220114:1941
y

the city can no

the city can no
longer recognize its own
reflection on the

water – night and day, it searches
for the city it used to be
.
20211006:2029
y

the day after the

the day after the
day after, we will marvel
at how easily

something could catch fire and burn,
how clear the night was, no help
.
20210929:2007
y

the middle of

the middle of
september pauses
for no one – it’s
unclear who is
chasing who
as the sun tucks
in earlier and
earlier every night
.
20210915:1751
y

in the middle of

in the middle of
the night, the air purifier
rages, its motor

working double time to catch
insomniac particles
.
20201123:0201
y

losing an hour in

losing an hour in
the middle of the night is
unlike losing an

hour in the middle of laughing,
of making music, of waking
.
20190310:2206
y

** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: waking

in the middle of

in the middle of
the night,
unexpectedly,
the brain becomes a
live wire,
looking to make
a connection
.
20190119:0253
y

maybe there were three

maybe there were three
more sirens than there used to be
in the middle of

the night, even in brooklyn, we
started counting, newly alert
.
20181029:0801
y

** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: alert