After Midnight

After Midnight
the Shark Bites
A voice intrudes
the darkness spites
With every thought
death confirming it's there
Denied in this moment
but a presence now shared
In the early morning hours
a raw voice
woke up inside me
At its own pace, and delivering
in paired lines,
it forced itself onto the page
The words it spoke inside my
head, as couplets, came alive
and danced
To a music, only the early
morning hours
could play