The hour of birth.
The hour between today and yesterday.
The hour of old souls.
The hour I want your hand on my ribs.
The hour when the buttery moon cools to icing sugar.
The hour of batwing lullabies.
The hour of what-would-I-be-dreaming-right-now.
Velvet muse above all other hours.
I am alive at one A.M.
I dream awake at one A.M.,
Paint words with my mind. Please,
let iron hands ice over
if I have to stay awake.