You can feel it quake
What the Night Does to Me by Calvin
the very bones of you
if you breathe the cold
air carefully
enough.
Something born, stuttering
and rattling
inside of you,
wanting the night --
breathe
harder.
The stars will shine brighter
through the clouds of the sky,
but the moon will
still
thrive.
The sounds traveling by wind
will slowly whisper away,
leaving only silence
the world
has never heard.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
The universe and a pulse
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Great! I love the night. For me there's a thrill--it wakes me up. Just took a walk in it.
Last term my boyfriend and I pulled tons of allnighters. I was mainly staying up for his sake because I had decided to be a bum and not do my work. I felt like my life had turned into one very long night.
Lindsay
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