Night Rolls Off the Cliff

Night rolls off the cliff and down the mountain Taking darkness with it in the tumble overload Falls into dawn on waters traffic waves undone Crashing on catastrophes of rocks not broken Then pushed out to sea surprised By tidal forces tsunami wise Right into the middle of wide openings Bermuda Triangulated up in mysteries At oceans mouth rolled up and out There is nothing else perceived Caught up with a tiny thing in the thick of things Bobbing on the surface of the blue A message in a bottle stating; “Stay home you fools.” “It's always hot outside.” “Coconuts on barren islands are free but not all they are cracked up to be” When night rolls off the cliff Down the mountain to be drowned Dawn's traffic signals nothing's happening Nothing missing in the mist of hours light On barren desert islands lost at sea Too small and not worth mentioning In the larger scheme of things