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