The night is setting in..

5/2/2010, Friday...

The night is setting in,
grappling with,
the day that was
and prising
the day that will be..

The tickings of time,
are changing gears,
entering inside those ears
and bypassing those eyes.

Outside that door of yours,
a creeper might be creeping up..
desperate to feed on some life
or running from some unsatisfied hungry knife..

The old watchman,
with the weight of his past
on his drooping shoulders,
walks past,
a heap of boulders.
The shadow of the watchman
remained on none, but one,
the one lying at the bottom of the heap,
the one that’ll go under the grinder first,
and the one that’ll die cheap..

Beyond the horizon,
in those higher echelons,
right there,
something is changing..

The night is setting in..
The night is setting in..

I don't know what 've i written and why 've i done that. I don't know if anyone can ever interconnect my sporadic thoughts.I don't know if someone will ever try to. But do i care ?? ... i never did... and i still don't...