It looms under the absence of sun
to wake lonely in this midnight portal.
There is no relief from loneliness
for the fairest plant delighting in darkness
erupting futile pollens
amongst crowded mindstreams.
Wanderers in rooms of unknowing
spotlighting terminal fears.
Night appears full of eager blooms
unseen, unfelt, undetected
where belief held in suspension
carries senseless ways,
marries empty days.
A petal falls,