Small times ( nightly )

We can only hold
It
For
So
Long

And travel the night
While the
Signing
Of
A
Whale

Yes
We cannot
Hear it
Our heart
Still
Like
In a
Spasm
Slowly

The
Name
Of
A
Singer
Is
Not
Enough

How the water
At
Some
Point frozen
Warm
Quite
Like
The juicy
Liquid from
The heart of a Maguey

Here we
And talking great
Just for
Long or short
Fools
Siblings of the night
How the gods find it ?
How we did
Indeed
There is a chance
The shine of
Life
Walking towards
Us.
by The Shortfellow
13/09/12