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"When Night Calls"
When Night Calls
It gets late
night beckons fear
my own worst nightmare.
Book's bring little comfort
eventually pages will fall
into an abyss named death,
until morning calls.
Looking at the switch
knowing what comes next
lights out
the party could be over.
Realities brazen future
past eyes haunting mirrors
only the good die young,
but I'm older now.
Is it all worth it,
living like a zombie
walking sixty five
driving the speed limit
knowing murder is a worse crime
than suicide?
Life could be worse
might be laying on a cold slab
D.O.A. and tagged.
I prefer to ride depression
a horse of a different color
death's articulate neighbor,
a trigger away.
BG 1-19-05
