Rough Night~by Paul F. Lenzi

 

 

Rough Night

 

 

voices in the glass
disembodied
unnerving
address grainy
moonlight directing
its faulty reflection
petite broken bells
sharing fractures
gone silent as shards
of dead eggshells
a culpable midnight
amused to strike fear
in the cracked ivory
face of the clock
not the time
nor the place for
an innocent dream
morbid moments
of flesh feeling
fated mortality
dangerous mercies
dispel any sense
of redemption
turn away from
the mirror who steals
all the peace
from the night
let the pillow perspire
releasing the scents
of old lovers
occasions more lurid
with ecstasy
lie in the blandish
of memory
fooling the hours
awaiting the morn