I walk out into the night
dimly lit darkness
stars shine bright, only in the moonlight
cobalt blue shades in the shadows
reflections in the shadows are white
my mind caresses the darkness of night
a feeling of comfort comes over me
I picture alleyways as far as I can see
reflecting the swarthy face I see in me
I hold a oneness with the night
The Fan with it's darkened haunted trees
"The Hand of God" ,I mumble to myself
I am alone with the night
through the back ways crossroads & paths
slums of trash can alleys
quiet sleek meek black cats cross my paths
endless city blocks, alone and without
deep urges get into my walk
the way I wear my hair
and the hipness of my talk
a cat bag strapped across my shoulder
silk paisley on my hat
fortified in with 70's fashions
chucks with argyle socks
unbuttoned flannel, baggy jeans and beard
bright colored clothes never seemed wierd
sitting at a sidewalk cafe on every block
drinking the drams, dark beers & ales
nothing in my pocket but, the summer sunset
twisting a bone in the bathroom
smoking and walking on my way back home
I think to myself, "What A Wonderful World"
stealing away the angel headed hipsters from "Howl"
from your loving cup, what a beautiful Buzzzzzzzzz...
back into the night life & cool darkness, cover
one can't possess another my dream lover
but, i'm in the mood, with your loving on my mind
Monk's Mood plays in the background of my fantasy
the caress of your kiss, your loving I miss...sweet jellyroll...
back to my room with Dylan's love songs
diversion to occupy the trueness about what is real love
about what real love supposed to be
it's friendship first and foremost
I don't want to fail at another relationship
the night calls me...
I listen to it now
think to myself
how the nightlife
how the old life
felt to me
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