midnight jazz club

midnight snow

i gazed up upon above

gentle snow lands on my face so violently

every flake carves through, piercing my skin to the bone

eradicating all familiarity of warmth

its four in the morning

the street light nailed my eyes wide open

i couldn't keep them shut either

my iris, a sole traveler limited by only my lids

so restless

so peacefully quiet ones own thought would be a whole lot louder

wonder if silence is what i desire

cheap cigarette clipped between my lips

did not bother to flick them up

i lied, i don't smoke

coffee in hand though

for all you know i could lie again

regardless i lie awake

thought i stood there for ten

should have worn my watch

the sun is present again

i should walk back in

it is another day to try again