Listen!
SIGHT between one minute before midnight and one minute after the real night opens up stars examine us through long range instruments they have built into constellations none so expert as they are in all that is human the individual burning the strange patterns we make over long reaches of time you can feel on the back of your neck at midnight the warmth of the stares but pretend you don't notice and have no interest in this hour with its vastiness pretend you're nearly asleep already and the dawn is all you care for or if not the dawn that minute between night and glimmer that comes before