They Write at Night

Coming alive
as the city goes to sleep,
suffering from insomnia
in the morning.

Supposed to wake up,
supposed to go to sleep,
there’s neither a beginning
nor an end
to their story.

Borrowing time
from that loan shark the moon
who gives you whatever
you think that you want
in exchange for that
which you need but won’t miss
for perception is shallow
and ignorance is bliss.

With nothing to do
they’re getting it done,
writing in the shadows
like a prophet on the run.

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