Midnight Sonnet
I cannot shake the angst of wanting more
The door quakes on its hinge a darker hue
A bluer moon of heartache hugs the roof
'Tis proof the sun is shining somewhere else
Or else it would be blackened in the sky
So why should I be worried were it not
The hottened houses of the neighborhood
Withstood the cleansing UV light of day
I say that I am all together lost
The cost of living weighing like a chain
The changing of the seasons blowing in
The thimble of a thought forsaking time
A sign of needing something to fulfill
Until the fix is fed with dopamine
