Go Away Night

After the Storm

Go away night, with your perfect air and teasing sky.
Go away with your sexy visions and dreams on the moon.
Go away night.

I can’t bear it, the wildness that I feel, the open door.
I can’t bear your perfect air, the urge to prowl a sleepy town.
Go away night.

How much of me will you consume? My heart, my soul?
Will you leave me with just a little tatter, or take the very last?
Go away night.

Have some mercy. We’ll skip straight to the lying dawn,
to the coffee pot and the cat who mews to get out the door.
Go away night.

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