Up
ticking silently on the red LED' s.
Nevermind the contrasting sliver blue light
piercing left to right from the east.
My mind is pointed westward,
it's still dark on this not quite dawn.
Awake like a night time northern breeze
blowing just hard enough
to clang the downstairs neighbors'
wind chimes discordantly.
"Midnight Blue - Please wait at least
another anecdote or two.
Permit me another story."
"Time will do what it will do."
"Stay up a bit longer with me,
indulge me, because
I can't permit sleep
when creativity spins
my thoughts this deeply."
"Then tell me another one."
© 2010 kevin gilmore
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