In the dark of night he spins his words of things the sun can't see

His keyboard clicks and his coffees cold as he ponders what will be

The gloom of sad, the smell of fear or the smile of love all new

His mind casts a line and winds it's his dreams all coming true

He share his soul, he bares his heart and sets his mind to roam

one of his  memories, his histories, or somthing better left alone

Perhaps the moon will bring a comedy a travestry for one

Perhaps his brain will morph into someone elses son

But the words come tumbling throught the air like a rocket through the sky

He lets them flow then hits update now and clicks off with a sigh