It is in
the early morning
when everything
is still and
the only thing around
is darkness
(the light switch
was flicked off
a while ago)
when the secrets
of the universe
are unlocked by
the insomniacs whom
sleep has since fled.
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Poisoned Prose
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3 AM
It is in
the early morning
when everything
is still and
the only thing around
is darkness
(the light switch
was flicked off
a while ago)
when the secrets
of the universe
are unlocked by
the insomniacs whom
sleep has since fled.