Tonight

Sitting around 

waiting,

for the anxiety of the night,

to wane under 

to fatigue.

Pummelled by 

blizzards of traffic, 

noises flying through the night,

carried on,

by load-bearing snowflakes.

Tonight I dreamt of;

hundreds of lady bugs,

Korean skateboards,

and visits from old friends,

I no longer know.

Tonight I strechted into the darkness

and found it filled

with still more things

I don`t fully understand.

Waiting for it to break,

to shatter - black slivers of glass -

in the reflection of the dawn,

A pungent grey hue, 

of an early morning

finally arriving,

just in time 

to send me,

back to bed.