Miles above the ground,
In black seas—a swarm of stars.
I dive headlong
Into the yawning dark.
Arms outstretched — like a cross!
The tree groans in a creepy voice,
The wind is crying in the hollows
Like the tired bells of churches
My lenses crack, a spider's trace,
Pieces of the sky fall into my face.
A tremor rides from head to heel,
The sky and stars begin to peel.
Stillness falls like stone...
Night sinks alone to the deep.
I barely notice—
How she’s watching me...
My lenses crack, a spider's trace,
Pieces of the sky fall into my face.
A tremor rides from head to heel,
The sky and stars begin to peel.
She’s been watching me...
She’s been watching me...
She’s been watching me...
She’s been watching me...
25.12.2025
The Night Is Watching
© Copyright: Андрей Моргунов, 2026
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