Congruency has it's repercussion on my belated...
A night time narrative I have invariably been in...

Sparks dance while these wires intertwine
Cryptic reservoir of intangible phrases...

Taking pills behind locked doors
To get near the crest of every sole...

~~~~~~~~Into a sun that never sets, they stare
~~~~~A black circle is forming in the place it...

-----A firefly dances across obscured skies
-And the bellow of a jet plane sends it spinning...

My footsteps seem resonant in this frigid night
Upon these gray dancing stones...