7 January 2013
At night, my mind races and wanders To pastures far past yonder.
Steam is hissing, The kettle is screaming. Time for me to get done pissing.
Laughter of old gentlemen Seeps through my door's crack. The floorboards creak like they're going to snap.
Sounds of making love Drift from the other side of the wall, Passionate and small.
The house groans as it settles Like the cooling kettle.
The refrigerator hums peacefully As the house quiets and sleeps blissfully.
My house at night Can sometimes be a fright, But as the hour passes I know I'll be alright.
My House At Night • Opuss № I