Only The Night KnowsA Poem by PeteNight is certainly more novel and less profane than day. - Thoreauaimed, tossed darts poured out hearts spilled winelost time
crinkled bags of stale cheetos rumpled, hangerless tuxedoes dropped libidos zeroed in torpedoes straight-talking, whispered prose where the moon dances and goes a few of those esoteric things that only the night knows © 2023 PeteAuthor's Note
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