After Midnight

After Midnight
the Shark Bites

A voice intrudes
the darkness spites

With every thought
death confirming it's there

Denied in this moment
but a presence now shared




In the early morning hours
a raw voice
woke up inside me

At its own pace, and delivering
in paired lines,
it forced itself onto the page

The words it spoke inside my
head, as couplets, came alive
and danced

To a music, only the early
morning hours
could play