on nights like this i hear the sadness echo off the rooftops

the lapping waves of an ocean of tears, cold as the fan hits my face

i scribble on the walls and then try and decipher the meaning of them through blurry eyes

the wind through the leaves like the rattling of bones and quiet shuddering children huddled up, arms wrapped around knees at the end of the bed

fearful of the monster that roams the hallways

it’s a beautiful sound for all of it’s agony

like a lover moaning into your ear as another furious orgasm shakes them to their core

the sadness dances with me in a slow fashion to a tempo i cannot quit make out over the sobs

how long has it been since i danced with a different partner

or had a partner

the sadness knows

maybe tonight it will remind me in my fitful sleep with glimpses of empty occular despair

sadness is a woman

anger a man

happiness a child

and love is a cat

joy is a sparrow

and wonder a goldfish

but loneliness is a monster under the bed

tonight sadness sings to me as i sit outside and watch the moon

she calls from the past with love from the future

her tinkling voice like bottle caps in sack

i hear you over the trees

chanting my name

better men than me have fallen for her

and better men than me will fall in love with her again

but tonight she is mine

and we shall dance together here under the stars

caress each other lovingly with clumsy hands and crooked fingers

as she sings a song for me alone