Dark Wait

You glow here in my middle
when the night breaks
undulating just in the corners
where my perception rests
breathless
there is no appeasement in
this luminescence
I can only wait
singing to myself impreturbable
rhymes of no reason
or substance
in an attempt to sleep
my skin is a traitor, charged with
these impeachments
it whispers
it moans
it breaks in a sweat
casting me dark in midnight
anticipation of
things yet to come