The Reflections of an Insomniac

As the blanket of night covers the day
I find solace in its dark embrace.
A clamor of visions begins to race
Here the stars begin their eternal play.
In an opalescent white dress She sways - so bright-
Surrounded by many a gleaming mirror
No amount of force could distract this spell bound seer.
Her silver companions become fiery spot lights.
In a trance, I become audience to this aeonic dance.
The curtains of my vision will not close.
Engaged and inseparable in a celestial union, from Crown to soul.
Never would I leave this spectacle, given the chance.
The sheet of night begins to lift.
The irritant Sun must rise.
The melody of its dance insufferable.
The alarm clock I despise.

Venusian Altar

I lay upon a Venusian altar, the sacrificial lamb
Kneeling before this idol, a heart carved in stone
He is a cruel god that ignores my worship
And demands offerings that tear at the flesh of my heart,
Until all that is left is an empty shell
My mind dulled, my soul stripped of life.
I bow before this idol I call a lover.
My prayers fall upon arrogant ears.
I refuse - I refuse to bow down before him.
I refuse to worship this heartless diety.
No longer shall I light a candle of hope to this tyrant.
No longer shall I pray for him to end the drought within.
I refuse - I refuse to be the sacrificial lamb
I am the wolf.