light and Night

See that clearing up ahead?

Its eye as wide as light?

TASTE space as the tide, unfed

by those who RIDE the night,

By those who RIDE the night.

Day Break

In a room
A gilded toom
in which the luster fades
Time made weary
of this query

To an ear which sound evades

Filled with matter
Charming clatter
rattles empty

At the glass

Your head laying

Eased in praying

for the day

has come

At LAST