ENTER THE NIGHT
A cold winter’s breeze
chills the air
The hollow husk of trees
long since dead
Receive the rushing
Wind.
Howl. Moan.
Something dreadful
Like a song of mourning
the moon shudders
Against a frothy blue sky
Night
unfurls her magnificent darkness
As the day narrowly escapes
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