The night can’t be trusted
the night will tell you
what it thinks you want to hear
confirming what you
already know
You can trust a kid, though
she will tell you
you are fat
you are a liar
you cheat at cards
then her words are gone
unnecessary
for Tag or Jacks
and so are yours
all of them
disappearing at darkness
like whippoorwills
Winter is the universe at night
When galaxies and constellations
Stop twinkling
Turn down their lights
Rest
And dream their dreams
Summer has been bright and exhausting
Cities hopping with intoxicated glee
Townhouse parties swinging with calypso and jazz
Voices sizzling with pizazz
Now it is time for Creation to
Snooze awhile and dream
Of cities snoring symphonies
Voices low enough
To melt anger below
And turn it
Into butterscotch
Rooftops watch parks full of children
Afraid of nothing
Not even the winter dark
Where the stars plot and blink
The planets hope
The cosmos weeps
And the universe keeps
Its fingers crossed
Most of the people I know
say they never
think of it
why?
are they ashamed?
The same people who say
they don’t think about it
also claim they don’t have any
how can you say that?
to live is to have them
I have plenty
what’s the big deal?
Then there is this whole business
of looking over your shoulder
like Lot’s wife
and getting turned into
a pillow of salt
nobody says they do that
not even Lot
who was said to be a very
sound sleeper
existentialists far and wide have
recommended to not
look over your shoulder
and no one listens
I once had a book
How To Play Hockey
and it spoke of the
dumb look
looking at the puck while you
handle it
and then getting creamed by a
defenseman who knows
you can’t see him coming
then there is the smart look
looking up so you can see anyone
trying to check you and
having enough confidence in
your stick to handle the puck
without looking
and finally, the book spoke
of the smart-sneaky look
looking down so defensemen
think you can’t see them coming
but keeping your eyes up so
you see them and avoid getting
slammed into the boards
the book advocated adopting the
smart-sneaky look
so do I
so if anyone asks me
do I think about it
or do I have any
or do I look back
my answer is always
NO
but sometimes I cheat
By Paul Smith
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