Nothing but the Edge

Sitting in the blue light
Shining from the cold night
While staring to the bottomless pit
[of the alley below]

From which the temptuous
Destructive vampires carouse
And wish ill upon our souls
[filthy alley below]

Yet you run up to the northwest corridor
And wrap your sweet arms around me
Dispelling any darkness from below
[transient alley below my window]

Together in this blue light
We can chase the ghosts
Which haunt and howl
[but find no refuge in the alley]

Hold onto me so I do not fall
We are safe for our last day

 

© 2002 by Joel Mathew Hegberg