OPPOSITE RHYTHM

Written by: Andrew Crisci

Sleeping during the day,
staying awake at night;
opposite rhythm does harm, 
I gulp down strong coffee...
my body shakes like leaves
blown by a chilly breeze.


I don't wonder where
the spotty moon went;
I ponder on words:
leaking fate to loss... 
loneliness to cost. 
 

Owls look too sad
without moon rays;
they have no friend...
would that be me?


They know that
opposite
rhythm does harm.


They feel
fear, then


flee.