- Alexa Toledo
The bright fiery daytime dwindles
into a night of a cooling dark blue as
if one has sunk to the bottom of the
A silence fills the air as
if one is in a library.
All the energy from the day seems
to be sucked up as if a vacuum
passes by during sunset.
While everyone sets with the sun
I’m rising like the moon.
It seems that you become
just as alone as the
whale of 52 hertz.
Some tremble in fear of what lurks at night—
I tremble in happiness.
Happiness, because my mind can finally take a break
from the chaotic bustling daytime.
And in turn become
as clear as the night sky.
I can finally stop holding in my burdens like
Prometheus having the burden of upholding Earth.
Everything just stops
as if someone pressed pause.
Time becomes infinite as the decimal of pi.