A flock of nocturnal birds

finding time.

Artists, explorers, 

scientists, gamers

loners and lovers.

During nights,

souls are naked 

in front of mirrors 

like washed faces 

removing a layer of 

makeup.

Shrunken bodies and 

drunken souls;

snuggling in bed 

to find warmth;

caressed by Jazz 

or hit by Rap;

living in a trance 

to find romance.

A cigarette butt 

or a book in hand,

the thoughts run 

loose and wild.

Let them flow.