Night Choice
by Odin Roark

To walk
Run
Slump
Pass out

Ride the bus
Grab a taxi
Drive the weave
Limo the luxury of escape

Or

Sit the quiet
Of imagination
Before a window
Where beyond the images
Rests the inner you

The night is dark for some
Light for others
Silence as option
Chaos as norm

Such is the choice of night’s essence
Bright lights
Pulsating
Bombastic
Organ jostling
Noise
Car horns
Arguments next door
Boom box escapes two buildings down
Sirens
Miscellaneous panic in the streets

Versus

Alone
You
A room
A chair
The mind’s somnambulistic peace

Delineating begs attention
For without embracing the aphotic quandaries
There is no room
For dreams to fulfill
Reality’s shortfall

Such is nature’s enigmatic darkness
Considerations too few consider
Given night is just night
To many