The walls are sweating.
Anticipation breathes,
Rustles the curtains with
Its moist breath.
Darkness never falls, it jumps-
It’s the light that dives,
Limbs spread, crashing simultaneously
Into the oily water in the morning.
No wonder it wakes me up.
Darkness smothers light in the evenings,
Pushes it out of the way
Because it knows I want to be alone.
In the night I can’t see the stains on the walls
I can’t smell the sweat because the dark
Makes me feel like I can’t sense anything at all.
Please don't tell me that some lines have punctuation at the end and some don't. I know this, and I don't particularly want to change it. All other criticisms welcome, as usual.
