Posts Tagged ‘midnight’

“You’re so nice.
You’re not good,
you’re not bad,
you’re just NICE.
I’m not good,
I’m not nice,
I’m just RIGHT.” ~The Witch, from “Last Midnight”

from “Into the Woods” by Stephen Sondheim.

My midnight is not black.

It is dark blue–

darkest blue, heart of the ocean.

It enfolds me.

I am robed in this shadowless

cover. We have made a covenant.

This moonless dark blue

holds me like a mother holds her child.

My nostrils prickle with scent of earth.

This is

what only I can perceive.

This sheath of dark water,

solid as air,

I move through it like cloth.

It wraps me,

claims me.

I cannot tell if my eyes are open.

It whispers they’re not.

It doesn’t matter.

Night has taken over me.