Late Night

Short poem, check it out.

On a dark and stormy night
Nothing felt right
The air was dark and wet
I couldn’t feel my fingertips
My eyes burned and my head ached
I couldn’t even think straight
My feet stumbled
The wood floor groaned
My mouth dry my toes cold
I opened the door
The light blinded me
mmmmm… a midnight snack
it’s time to eat.