Skulking Weather

When the lights dim in dismal fuzz
Fog slithers past the daylight
moist euphoria on my skin
Dusk's clam opens my flesh
up. Rivers of adrenaline flush me
I trip on a root and laughter echoes across
the willing sky.
As I tumble across hollow schisms that rend the earth
The sky alights night with beautiful crackles
that shimmy across the invisible stars. I stutter
as my feet tremble with quick diatribes to
night's hollow footsteps as they
blot earth with their ink.
The slippery dark clots me with hollow ephemeral bliss
and I cry out
in joy
to mother's blanketed countenance.
I sink into a blissful stupor
as my eyes adjust - twinkling in the haze
as my brain bisects itself, tendrils stretching across the
peaceful, misty void.