Nocturnal

I woke up a couple hours after the sun set today, or tonight. While it so happened yet again, I wonder without too many clues or reasons to – do I have my dusks and dawns mixed up? I dreamt yet gain of a particular man. I didn’t fall for him. I was just running away from what’s behind. A tail? The mirror of no special Persian/Greek/Latin suffixing? Paparazzi? Sure. Just how much I simplify life by metaphorizing every darn thing.

 

It was dark when I woke up. Probably was orange when I dozed off. Ha. Reminds me of a time I raced to catch an orange sun before it went over to hang around for a bit above other areas of this great continent. The sun did come back around, but I lost the race. Of what use is a dumb cock.

 

I didn’t see the sun tonight. Big surprise. What goes around comes back around. A coastline? A loop? An O.

 

I am not going to sleep tonight. Its 7.01 PM. I’ll sleep when the sun rises. Or afterwards. My body will keep me up. An owl. A party girl? A lay? A rebel?