Empty Crawling Night
Empty crawling night
inside locked cages and stupendous rooms.
Watch the fool
climb up those invisible towers
to kiss the neck of some whore-street hooker,
laughing like a loon into your God-fuck
tripping his life down gloomy lanes
behind the curtain of your eyes.
…I sleep fine now…
thanks for asking.
The best dreams
are those least remembered.
Michael Britton is 45 years old and currently an unpublished author who enjoys writing both fictional stories and poetry of the free-form variety.