WHERE IS THE NIGHT TAKING ME&;#063;

The night is closing in
And my soul is warning me
To get ready for
a night of pain and beauty.

Where is the night taking me ?
The night of red watering eyes,
where sleep has taken a vacation
and my mind won't let me get peace.

Where is the night taking me?
Words are queuing up
all eager to get out at the same time.
My hands are aching
It is a wonder my typewriter
Is not objecting out of tiredness.

Where is the night taking me -
but to the words.
Where are the words taking me -
but to a satisfaction beyond description
and to the rise of the sun
and a bed for my soul.