shhhhhh.

click click clack
sounds of jittery footsteps clickclacking up down dreary white corridors
someone moaning out
a nurse poking in
a puddle of something on the tiley floor - skip it skip it quickly-
mouths still emitting smiles (don't they tire)
mine respond like a robot
everyone working around the quiet of the night amid whispering lights and dim spirits
staring out of my eyeballs i try to bring my head closer but it doesn't
i shake it but still quite far from the sockets, rolling in a groggy gel (zombie zombie) of fatigue
everyone seems different at night
people shed their defenses at night,they cloak themselves with the shield of daylight to throw it away come midnight. at night they're naked. and oh so quiet..so happily quiet. i love the night.