Now I'm all messed up.

Okay, no more than usual. :p

I suddenly realized this morning that I'd forgotten to post a poem over at my Dreamwidth site yesterday. SO! That means that I've got a busy writing session tonight (I also need to work on my writing LJ post as well as new work on Love Like Blood). Not that I'm complaining, of course. ;)

21: Nocturnal Music

The songs sound quiter, sparser at night
Headphones on, the slight hiss of the radio band
(Left of the dial, left of the dial...)
More expansive, like they were meant to breathe
Echoing with reverb and glacial guitars
Sounding like a darkened studio at four AM
After everyone's lost consciousness for the night
The only things awake
Are the nocturnal animals outside
The sound of this music in my ears
And the images of nocturne in my mind

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