Nighttime
a disconcerting stillness begins
only the hum of my heart
light-stepping hooves in my ears
slightly I begin to discern
more noises creeping in
the soft whirl of the ceiling fan
as senses start to adjust
the nights delightful presences
of moths and crickets too
soon sand man will appear
livid dreams, no pain or tears
content on pillow so soft
listening to the nighttime
its nuances have brought
comfort in the shadows
Copyright © Andrea Travis | Year Posted 2013
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