Midnight come, and the headlights fade away Translucent fabric light transforms it all, Silence comes with the passing of the day And moth wings beat where amber light does fall. Eyes weighed down by burnt umber heaviness, Suburban gnosis coming on strong While through smoky clove-laden breathiness Come meanderings of bebop Bird song. Street lamp outside flickers through cloth and glass, Moth breath whisperings of Beat poet dead men Cause the reign of night fall to quickly pass, Yet allow twilights reign return again. Midnight come, and the headlights fade away, But burnt umber heaviness here to stay.
