The night is always shining 

Deep within the recesses of my mind 

Like a black diamond

Undetectable, absorbing all light

Or a vast black hole, an anomaly

An aberration

It lingers… just there, 

beyond the blinding eclipse of day 

I wait for it. 

I m p a t i e n t l y.  

Day, after day.

Wait for the sun to dim and my night 

to fall and

That dazzling brilliance to once again

delight my mind

With its everpresent blackness

People say it like it's a bad thing

Like the cold is somehow unwanted

Unwelcomed

Uninvited guest… such an uninvited 

pest…

When summer comes, 

and the sun is hot

All we crave is

a cool, cool breeze

Or an airconned room

or a swimming pool.

All  t h e y  want…

I want the mystery of night

The dropping temperatures

The dazzling black and its shadows

I want it all.

I want…

I want to see with eyes wide

open, the brilliance of the night,

the sounds echoing in the darkness,

the snapping of twigs as animals

scurry about under moonlight and

shadow and hush.

I want to feel the energy that

pulsates within every ticking moment

Until that blasted sun comes

And their world — the world of Man — 

wakens

And stifles the quiet night with its wretched noise.