CALL THE NIGHT INTO QUESTION

There is no reason or right
for the night 
to own your insecurities
to marshal your killing nightmares.
The endless fall.
The leaden-legged chase.
The faceless, nameless monsters
But you know who they are.
Every restless twitch.
The over-heated bed.
Angels feathers 
would not be comfortable.
Don't let it be!
Call the night into question.

                                 By Phil Roberts