Sleepytime

The moonlight drips through the leaves
lazily melted wax from a forgotten candle
The air is sharp and chilled like
blood and rust and foreign seas
The stars are so far far away in the transparent sky
that I don't have to remember them
The night is full
of shadows and darkness and silhouettes and
creaking, chirping, humming sounds
The eyes of a raccoon are two hovering lights
half-way up the swaying branch of a spidery tree
The lightening bugs are dancing silently
souls of nighttime wanderers lost in the dark
There are snakes and crawlies and creepers
there are moths and crickets and kittens
There are homeless and orphans
starving and lonely
Happy new husbands and babies crying
And there is me
Comfortable and sleepy, cleanish and dreamy
Thinking fondly
of one who takes away my
angry words
of one who makes my heart smile in its sleep.