Half Past…

it’s half past midnight and something in me writhes and scratches lightly
it wants me to be open and spill out the things I know and see

it’s half past midnight and I want to make another world on another site
I want to take ideas and spin them into lovely, harsh, bitter, evocative words

it’s half past midnight and I’m so inspired
I want to throw words into the sky and make people feel things they can’t explain in words

it’s half past midnight and I realize tomorrow I may not feel this way
it will be ephemeral and as vapor so often is

it’s half past midnight on a sunday
and I’m stashing this feeling away for later in hopes it’s still blooming then