12 July 2012
Inspired by @RichWithey
As if from gothica They stretch in dark Enlivened by silence Inspired by the Veined pulse of shadow
As though drawing ink From deepest midnights They roll around ideas And alcoholic dreams Ferment on frothy pages
Fanciful flights release Rich ejaculated text... Night dwellers write From brimming tanks Of cream imaginaria
A bleary eye, screen-lit And smeared with lines - Emotionals, testimonials Not wasted on sleepers and their helpless selfishness
Come nightdwellers, Intoxicated by Night's boozy strangeness Make your words by lamplight Confound the lightbound
This ten-past-one world Belongs to us All its smoky grandeur And asphalt texture Ingrained in eyebags and skin.
Nightdwellers • Opuss № I