9:23

 

There is a certain time

of night,

 

(9:23)

 

too early to go to bed,

too late to fill the space,

 

and even the tv

cannot drown out

the quiet.

 

I sit,

contemplate a life

lived on the edge;

 

(dangerously on the edge)

 

I survived

and these words are all I have

to tell the story.

 

Light clicks off,

 

(9:45)

 

eyes stare into the dark,

grateful

there is nothing to see,

 

nothing to say..

 

BAN

Hmmm...you figure it out, is almost that time, it's been a long day, and I have been up since 4:30 a.m.  Sometimes there is nothing more to say, no one to listen anyway, so it is, what it is.  Good night y'all...

(that is if anyone is out there reading) 

♥