Numbers

Twenty after first light of dawn
our early departure consists of
a good book and a pen full of thoughts.

A tinge of Arthur forbids me to repeat
the madness that escapes the corridors
of my endless possibilities.

Spider webbing awaits a dance
I've danced before,
ritualistic nerves twitch.

Heavy eyes signed a contract
for at least eight hours but I hear
whispered rumors of three o'clock,

or four.....