Drunks are still howling
Those lost bodies in the rain
Looking for a god
I hear the zoomings
Of those engines passing by
Zooming—Zumming—Zompf
The house still rumbles
Set’ling slowly on raw earth
The endless journey
I twist and I turn
But the stars are still too loud
To the window called
Rain mist coats the world
Sky opaque in Autumn’s night
But hear them I still
Other worlds’ suns cry
I can do nothing but wait
For the break of dawn
I slink back to bed
Close my eyes and close my mind
To the realm above
Drifting, away, off
I do remember you Void
You are like this night
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