Nocturne

For whatever reason the rain falls

with only half its heart tonight, moreso

starlight morose

along my skin, however the thought

was too much

& not enough. So thoroughly I fell

into love, an obsessional

concerning gold, golden, & gold-filled darknesses,

concerning how darkness makes a puzzle

out of you. Moreover, if I could

swallow the night

as the night swallows me.