Songs for Deaf Ears

Oh, children of the night, how you sing-
Howl and gnash your teeth.
Trying to scream down the moon
Until your tender throats bleed.
But the moon has not moved ----

How you bloody yourselves-
Tearing at tender flesh with ink-stained fingers.
Signifying something -- but what?
Confusion? - Compunction? - Contrition?
Your melody resonates - but the lyrics escape me.

What is it you sing - of? - for? - about? -
Seek you the hidden door to Midian?
Long for sinister transubstantiation,
The  communion of the damned,
Hemlock cup - the fungi of Yuggoth?

The midnight is long over - cold-gray-ash.
Snow has begun to fall - I will go wandering.
Shadows will be quieter and more profound company.
It will be cold - but my tears will not freeze.
An ironic little joke of God's ---

Sing on children of the night-
Ululate your bitter lullabies to the darkness.
It will listen - but it will not care.
It never has. - It never will.
But, perhaps tonight, the moon will move ----